"Everyone, get out."
Harlan's hands were tucked into the pockets of his white coat, and his tone was an order that brooked no argument.
"Har—"
Theseus York tried to say something more, but Zachary Sterling pulled him out of the room.
"What are you doing here?"
Nina Jacobs blocked the way, standing in front of Naomi Summers.
'I managed to avoid everyone else's notice, but I still couldn't escape Harlan?'
Harlan laughed.
"You've got some nerve asking me."
"You're using my things and bringing a complete stranger into my territory,"
"Shouldn't I be the one asking you what you're doing?"
Harlan said.
Nina Jacobs said nothing, her mind racing.
'If I killed Harlan right here, the people from the Correction Ward might not find out immediately.'
'But I could only hide it for a short time.'
'And it would interfere with my investigation plans...'
"How about we make a deal?"
Harlan spoke first.
"What kind of deal?" Nina Jacobs asked.
"I won't report you, and I can heal her."
