“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 noticed something

place-much paler than the rest of

memory flashed back to

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

Perhaps…

absurd thought

the middle-aged man and pulled

stumbled, his glasses slipping from the bridge of his nose

man by the collar, spinning him around to make the man

the air;

in the

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

are you?” Holden shot back, his voice

to his collar, a silent

man took a deep breath, steadied

Who are you?”

silent, his attention drifting

man noticed Holden’s gaze,

mouth to say something, Holden’s

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