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    It didn’t add up.


    She turned to ine, their eyes locking—both of them thinking the same terrifying thought.


    “I’ll go find out!” Tina couldn’t sit still for another second.


    She sprang from her seat and bolted out of the room, her heart pounding like it might crack her ribs.


    She prayed for her intuition to be wrong.


    Her shoes echoed sharply down the corridor as she darted left and right, looking for any trace of Hurst or Lenny.


    But the floor was deserted—eerily so.


    Just as her panic was about to consume her, the fire escape door groaned open with a metallic screech.


    Hurst emerged with maddening nonchnce, one hand deep in his coat pocket, his face etched with irritation rather than surprise.


    Tina’s breath caught. She rushed to him.


    “Dr. Lawson!” She stood in his way, urgency crackling in her voice. “Where’s Dr. Hond? Where did he go?”


    Hurst gave her a long, unreadable look, as though debating whether to pity her or scorn her.


    She really had no idea. In his mind, he wasn’t just saving lives—he was babysitting fools.


    And now, Tina was demanding answers she wouldn’t know what to do with even if he handed them to her on a silver tray. He sighed, shaking his head slightly.


    “He’s dead,” Hurst said tly, nodding toward the fire escape with azy flick of his hand. “He tried to run. Slipped on the stairs. Broke his neck. He’s down there now.”


    A sharp jolt of dread stabbed through Tina’s chest.


    Lenny… dead?


    She hurried to the fire escape and pushed the door open. The dim lighting cast long shadows down the stairwell—at the very bottom, she spotted a still form crumpled in darkness.


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    A wave of cold swept through her, leaving her rooted in ce.


    Damn it.


    With Lenny gone, their only chance at a direct confession vanished with him.


    No more testimony. No more concrete evidence to reveal who had orchestrated everything behind the scenes.


    But Alex’s name throbbed like a drumbeat in Tina’s mind.


    No. Something about this felt too convenient, too neat.


    Snapping back into focus, she steeled herself.


    She couldn’t let up now.


    If Lenny had truly been acting on Alex’s orders, there had to be a trail—money, favors, some hidden transaction that connected them.


    If she could follow that thread, it might just lead to the truth.


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