“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.

the

out of place-much paler than the rest of his skin, with unnaturally short nails, as if they had

memory flashed back

in the metal house, Moss’ hands had looked similar, marked by the chemicals he worked

Perhaps…

absurd thought

quickly toward the middle-aged

slipping from the bridge of his nose and shattering on the

the collar, spinning

unsettling tension filled the air; Holden didn’t

in

are you grabbing my collar?” he asked, his voice trembling and thick with an

you?” Holden shot back, his

his collar, a silent signal

let go, the man took a deep

Who are you?”

attention drifting the

man noticed Holden’s gaze, his brow knitting

to say something, Holden’s voice cut through

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