Dahlia took a deep breath, gathering her courage when she saw Carter had just ended the call.
“Carter,” she called out, her voice trembling but determined.
Carter turned, surprised to see her. His eyes softened for a moment before the stern expression returned.
“Dahlia, what are you doing here? Why did you leave so early? I was about to go to your office to check on you…” Carter said, stepping closer, his voice filled with concern.
“I need to know where Lindon is,” Dahlia demanded, her eyes piercing through him. “I heard everything, Carter. About the accident, about Lindon. I need answers, and I need them now.”
Carter sighed, rubbing his forehead in frustration. “Dahlia, this isn’t something you should be dealing with. Lindon is... he’s in a bad state. I had to deal with him.”
“Where
