It was unclear whether Bryson had timed it deliberately.

While the light shone green, Dotson was deep in conversation with Maloney.

However, Bryson didn’t hesitate.

He hit the gas and the car shot forward.

Hannah was securely buckled in, and Maloney was alert, but Dotson, caught mid-sentence, was thrown back against his seat with a loud thud!

“Ah!” Dotson winced, the pain evident on his face.

Maloney, empathizing deeply, turned to gaze out the window.

He couldn’t help but think that Dotson’s rough times were just beginning.

After dropping off Hannah and Dotson at the White family’s residence, Bryson set off for Valmere.

As Maloney started to get out, Bryson halted him.

“There’s still space at the Mitchell place.

Would you like to come back with me?”

Though it sounded like an invitation, Maloney sensed there was no room for refusal.

Without further ado, Maloney settled back into his seat and turned to Hannah.

“That works.

discuss our collaboration

Mitchell.

worry about me, Miss

Hannah replied, her tone

care on

to Bryson and remarked, “It seems Miss Moore has been quite distracted since leaving the

happened between

nothing amiss between us,” Bryson replied, his voice and eyes as cold

message but didn’t show

acting

Who sent it?”

was

man?” Maloney exclaimed, a

want to find

mirror, Bryson asked with a hint

Maloney replied, touching

just thinking of borrowing her phone to take

slightly

yourself killed, leave me out of

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