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I said. “Yeah, I know. The only girl that’s even knocked Tyler on his ass.” He smirked at me. “I’m guessing that was a big point of conversation around here?” I asked. “Oh hell yeah. He copped crap for that for weeks.” Kevin says. “Cool. Glad to know that.” I say. “Are you looking for something? I might be able to help you.” He says. “I was just looking around, really. Probably going to head to the mess hall to get something to eat.” I say.

Kevin seems more engaged, his earlier distraction fading. As the evening winds down and we prepare to leave, I pull Kevin aside. “Hey, remember, if you need to talk or take some time off, let me know.” Kevin nods, looking grateful. “Thanks, Mr. Richardson. I appreciate it. I’ll be fine.” I watch Sarah and Kevin walk away, their figures blending into the evening crowd. I pull out my phone, about to call Tyler to pick me up and drive me home, when I notice a message from Serena. She’s sent me a link to a YouTube video.

, I flatly say with a click of my tongue, and I turn to my laptop as he laughs, "Okay, so let's discuss- " "I'm not discussing anything until you come over here.", Kevin purrs. I glare at him. My plan was to slide in the information slowly, eventually rounding around to my involvement with the Menni case. But I guess that's not working. "Let me help with Mr. Menni.", I deadpan. Kevin's easy-going smile dissipates, and he holds my eye.

When he spoke to her, he did not have any expression, but he seemed to have lost some weight. Ever since the Spring Festival, she had never seen Kevin. Ellena could not help but ask him, "Where have you been during this period of time?" "I did some private things." Kevin's answer was very simple. Ellena thought for a moment and roughly knew what Kevin had done. She was silent for a moment and asked, "How is Camilla's situation?" Although Kevin used to be an assassin, he had long quit his profession. What kind of private matter could make him lose weight?

Patients. Work. Schedules. Complaints. Random observations. The sort of conversation they had almost daily now. Easy. Comfortable. Familiar. At some point, Kevin casually mentioned that he was heading toward a bookstore after work. Avery had mentioned wanting a particular children's book during one of her previous visits to the hospital and apparently he had remembered. The fact that he remembered at all caught Katelyn off guard. He noticed immediately. "What?" "Nothing." "That was definitely something."

I made a mental note of calling her into my office later in the day to talk to her in person. As I walked into the office, my eyes scanned the room to find Kathy. It seemed that she hadn’t come in yet. But I found Kevin lingering near her desk. He had a huge grin on his face, as one of the other employees approached him. I stood behind one of the pillars, curious to know what they were discussing. “What’s gotten you so happy today?” he asked. “Oh, nothing special,” Kevin said. “I am just waiting for my girlfriend to come in.”

“She has been awfully quiet. She's probably realized that Niccolo would never be hers again.” “She's weird and creepy because I can't imagine doing something so senile,” I said. “Paying someone to photograph me while I kiss my ex and then giving that picture to vlogs to post, implying we have reunited. If that isn't insanity, then I don't know what it is. Anyway, enough about her. How's Kevin doing? It's been a while since I last saw him.” “He's attending a conference in Nevada,” Kimberly replied. “He's really vying to become a lecturer before the year ends.”

Chapter 42 Rebecca Xiao POV After I washed my face, I went to go and check on Kevin’s injuries... When I heard him on the phone it sounded like he is talking to his son... Carla never said he had a son. When I hear him say Raven my heart skips a beat... It cannot be how would they even know each other? And Kevin has not been in the city in a year. So, there is no way they could meet right? He has to stay here for the foreseeable future, by the time he is discharged we’ll be long gone. Or that is what I tell myself.

, he cleaned his desk and rose to his feet, grabbing his coat on the back rest of the swivel as he Strode out from his office. He was taken aback when he saw Kevin, waiting for him outside of his office. “Why are you still standing there?!” he exclaimed. “I am waiting for you,” Kevin replied to his query. “I didn’t told you to wait for me here, you should atleast—” he paused and shook his head, “why am I even talking to you?” Axel irritably ask himself. “I want to be straightforward to you, I badly needs to talk to you about Aicko and I need your help,” Kevin worriedly admits as he begs at him.