Calling Quinn.

Harrison gripped the phone tightly, as the hangup tone resounded in his ears.

He knew that just the call could change everything.

Everything in the surrounding felt muted, as though something had sucked up the noise.

"Harrison."

He hesitated a bit, before raising his eyelids, his hand still gripping his phone tightly.

He needed to lie and buy himself time to think clearly. He could not afford to make a mistake.

The truth was too messy, that he needed to clean it up before it was exposed. Harrison forced a look of urgency onto his face, a look that would justify the words he was about to speak.

“Ivan, I—I’m sorry, but I have to go. It’s an emergency,” Harrison stammered, his voice sounding urgent.

The tension was so thick that he tried all he could to avoid Ivan's deep stare.

Ivan’s expression was unreadable, but he nodded slowly. “Alright, Harrison. Take care of whatever you need to.”

Harrison muttered a thank you and turned away, hurrying out.

***

The door swung open, revealing Iva
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