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The Front Line

Nathaniel Lawrence. He was the last person that Harley expected to see down in these tunnels. She hadn't seen him since Zander's death and they hadn't spoken since she'd skipped his funeral. Yet here he was, standing in front of her after threatening her. She sighed, knowing that this encounter could go either way.

"I thought you left after the funeral?" She raised an eyebrow in question.

"Yes, I did… but I came back." He admitted.

"Why?" Her expression darkened and her shoulders tensed, expecting a fight.

"Because I wanted answers."

"Answers?" She shook her head. "I'm afraid I don't follow…"

Nathaniel hummed and stepped forward, causing Harley to inch backwards. She locked her eyes on his and maintained eye contact without so much as a blink. Another hum came from him and then he smiled.

"My son's- your father's funeral. I didn't see you there."

Harley exhaled silently. She had been expecting much worse when he'd said he was there for answers. It didn't change the effects it had on
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