“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.

pushed open the revolving

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

flashed back to

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

Perhaps…

absurd thought struck

impulse, he strode quickly toward the middle-aged man and pulled

from the bridge of his nose and shattering on

by the collar, spinning him around to make the man

tension filled the air; Holden didn’t recognize the man

flickered in the man’s

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

back, his voice Low and

he pointed to his collar, a silent signal for

a deep breath, steadied himself,

Who are you?”

silent, his attention

middle-aged man noticed Holden’s gaze, his brow

his mouth to say something, Holden’s voice cut through

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