Nadine's move

Scott halted his steps after hearing the words of Oliver, and he turned around to face.

"You're pretty late, man. Infact, we are already rounding up. This is unlike you. What's up?" Oliver spoke further as he approached Scott.

"Uhm.. I was a bit sick that's why." Scott lied, trying to maintain a calm and collected demeanor.

"I see. So did you tell boss about it?" Oliver inquired.

"No, I didn't. But I will soon." Scott responded.

"Oh, alright then. I hope you get better soon." Oliver patted his shoulder softly, and when he attempted to leave he caught sight of a crimson stain on Scott's shirt and hand.

"Wait, is that blood?" Oliver asked, moving closer to Scott to get a clearer view of the stain.

Scott lowered his gaze and saw the stain, and he swiftly wiped it with his palm.

"This is the same shirt I wore yesterda, so it must be a stain from a red paint." Scott responded as he wiped it off.

"I see." Oliver nodded. "Allright. Catch you later. A lady camd here looking for you earlier bu
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