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I couldn't move for what felt like the next twenty seconds.
“Damon Voss?" I muttered to myself.
The woman must've told me everything but somehow seeing him right here at this moment felt more like reality kicking in and it left a feeling I couldn't gasp at that moment.
Damon's eyes stayed on me for only a second before he turned away and said something to the researcher beside him. The man nodded quickly and just like that Damon walked out.
The moment he disappeared, I stepped back from the old woman's bed.
"I have to go." I muttered.
Her frail fingers wrapped around my wrist with surprising strength.
"No." Her voice came out as a rasp. "Don't."
"I need answers." I replied.
"You don't understand who that man is." She said with a warning tone.
"I understand enough." I sighed
