“Well… I didn’t?” The manager’s face flushed.

He stammered anxiously, “I’m sorry, Mr.

Fredrick.

I… I forgot to mention it earlier.”

He had been very nervous earlier, so it was natural for him to forget to mention that.

Holden stayed silent, and the manager, head bowed, remained behind Shawn.

Shawn, following Holden’s gaze, saw the middle-aged man.

“Mr.

Fredrick, are you suspicious of something?” Shawn asked with a hint of curiosity.

Holden’s eyes stayed locked on the middle-aged man.

Despite the manager’s explanation that the man might be a tourist with unusual attire, Holden couldn’t shake the feeling that something about the man was off.

man pushed open the revolving door, Holden noticed

hands looked oddly out of place-much paler than the rest of his skin, with unnaturally short nails, as

flashed back to

the metal house, Moss’ hands had looked similar,

Perhaps…

absurd thought

the middle-aged man and pulled off his

his glasses slipping from the bridge of

spinning him around to make the man face

eyes locked, and an unsettling tension filled the

flickered in

Why are you grabbing my collar?” he asked, his voice trembling

are you?” Holden shot back, his voice Low and

as he pointed to his

man took a deep breath, steadied

Who are you?”

stayed silent, his attention

Holden’s gaze, his brow knitting in

say something, Holden’s voice cut through the air, sharp and

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