I Am The Right Person

In another part of the city, Alana Perry received a phone call in her sleek, modern office. The room was adorned with minimalist decor, a large window overlooking the city, and a polished mahogany desk that commanded attention. As she listened intently to the caller on the other end, her expression remained unreadable, though her eyes gleamed with a calculated intensity.

"Yes, I understand," she said, her voice smooth and controlled. The caller detailed Calvin's unauthorized medical activities, each word fueling her satisfaction. Her lips curled into a satisfied smile. "Thank you for the information," she replied crisply before hanging up.

Alana leaned back in her leather chair, fingers steepled thoughtfully. "Calvin will need my help now," she murmured to herself, already plotting her next move. The prospect of having Calvin back in her life, under her terms, filled her with a sense of power.

Without wasting any time, she grabbed her phone and composed a message to Calvin. Her finger
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