Kate's mind buzzed as she shoved through the crowd of students and parents. And mediapersons. Her eyes were fixed on Victor Cromwell's retreating back. Their earlier exchange had ended too abruptly.
Victor's cryptic words—"You'll find out soon enough"—rang in her ears. Did he actually know her vigilante secret?
Kate wasn't about to let him walk away without explaining himself. Spotting him near the back entrance of the Springfield auditorium, she broke into a jog.
"Mr. Cromwell!" she shouted. "Wait a second, please!"
Victor paused and half-turned towards her. "Miss Harper, right? How can I be of service?"
Kate stopped a few feet from him. "What you said back there—what did you mean? About me finding out soon?"
Victor made a poker face. "It was really just a figure of speech. What did you think I intended to say?"
She furrowed her brows in irritation. It's not that she could ask him the question directly. "It felt like you were hinting at something specific. Something about me."
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