Third Person's POVLoretta accepted the gift with easy grace, then slid out of the car and headed home.From inside the car, Alistair watched her in silence, his unreadable eyes following her unsteady figure until she gradually disappeared into the darkness.Then, expressionless, he took out his phone, scrolled through his contacts, and dialed a number.The call was answered after just two rings.Alistair's face was grim as he said flatly, "Come out for a drink. It's on me."The next day, Brody didn't come to campus.After organizing all the teaching materials he needed for that week's public lectures, Loretta took a walk around campus.She happened to glance up and spotted an elderly man nearby. His hair was mostly gray, and he was holding a newspaper at arm's length, squinting at the print as though he could barely make it out.Loretta recognized him immediately.She hesitated, then slowly walked over. "Mr. Bennett," she said softly.Logan Bennett looked up, studying her through narr
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