“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

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

memory flashed back

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

Perhaps…

absurd thought struck

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 on

by the collar, spinning him

tension filled the air; Holden didn’t recognize

in the man’s

grabbing my collar?” he asked, his voice trembling

back, his voice Low and

confusion deepened as he pointed to his

deep breath, steadied himself,

Who are you?”

stayed silent, his attention drifting the man’s

noticed Holden’s gaze, his brow knitting

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

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