“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 middle-aged man pushed open the revolving door, Holden

place-much paler than the rest of his skin,

flashed

he had met Moss in the metal house, Moss’ hands

Perhaps…

thought

quickly toward the middle-aged man and pulled off his

middle-aged man stumbled, his glasses slipping from the bridge of his nose and shattering

collar, spinning him around to make the

locked, and an unsettling tension filled the air; Holden didn’t recognize the

in

the matter with you? Why are you grabbing my collar?” he asked,

Holden shot back, his voice

confusion deepened as he pointed to his collar, a

finally let go, the man took a deep breath, steadied himself, and

Who are you?”

his attention drifting the

noticed Holden’s gaze, his

as he opened his mouth to say something, Holden’s voice cut through the air, sharp

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