Noreen glanced over. Seth and Bianca were rushing toward the exit with their entourage. Bianca was wearing a hat, sunglasses, and a mask, her head bowed as if to hide from the world. Seth’s arm was in a sling, the injury looking quite severe, yet he used his good hand to gently guide Bianca through the terminal.
As if sensing her gaze, Seth looked over. Their eyes met for a fleeting, almost imperceptible moment, yet it was filled with a cold indifference that was almost startling. Noreen’s expression remained unchanged as she looked away, heading toward a different exit with her team.
The next morning, Noreen was at the port development site, ready to welcome the safety inspection team. To her surprise, Padgett Novak was there as well. Before she could greet him, he spoke first, his voice laced with concern.
“You’re hurt. Is it serious? You look pale.” He paused, his eyes scanning her face. “And you’ve lost weight.”
They hadn’t seen each other in only a few weeks, yet he had noticed every subtle change.
“I had a small accident in Glenhaven City,” Noreen explained briefly.
Padgett’s concern deepened. “How bad is it? What did the doctor say?”
“It’s fine now. I’ve had time to recover. Thank you for asking.”
Padgett seemed to relax slightly. “I’m glad to hear it.”
They only had a moment to talk before the inspection team arrived. Noreen hurried to greet them, but her smile faltered when she saw the man leading the group: Forrest Lowell. She quickly composed herself and extended a hand to him and the others.
Forrest was polite enough, his gaze lingering on the fading scrapes on Noreen’s face. “Ms. Gilmore, it seems you’ve had an accident.”


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