"Anya Steinfeld is Tina." Toby revealed. "Evidence of her identity change is in here. You should take a look at them."
"What? Anya is Tina?" Tom's voice raised as he was surprised.
"Yes. They're the same person." Toby confirmed.
It took Tom a while to calm down. "Got it. I'll go through them and send more men off to keep an eye on them."
That was exactly why Toby gave him the USB drive.
"Retreat those who are in Kosovo and Westsanshire." They could now put an end to the search since Tina was found.
Tom nodded. "I'll do as you say."
"And inform Melody and Cynthia about Anya's true identity. I bet they won't be able to hold back their interest." The corner of Toby's lips curved upward.
Once Melody, the crazy woman, caught wind of Tina's whereabouts, things would be interesting.
"Of course, though, remind them to keep their schemes under the radar. If their plans reach Connor's ears, forget about revenge, they gotta watch out for their lives when the time comes," Toby added.
Melody and Cynthia's impediment would get in Connor's way, giving Toby the upper hand. Most importantly, it was an endeavor to see if they could force Connor in giving away information that Toby needed to save up some time.
"I'll get to it." Tom understood what Toby mean and left the hospital.
Sonia returned from the OB-GYN department with the medicines only to see the man in deep musing in his wheelchair. "Has Mr. Brown left?"
Toby raised his head as his gaze softened. "Yeah."
"Something on your mind?" She set the medicines aside, and he told her honestly.
She prodded between his brows. "Don't draw your brows together. No matter what, it's easy to bring Connor and Anya down as long as they're under our watch."
"You're right." He smiled.
Sonia looked out of the window. "It's dark outside, and the streetlights are turned on. Care for some fresh air?"
Now, Toby was able to leave the patient room for a change of environment. Since he did not want to stay in the room, he gladly accepted the suggestion and so Sonia pushed him to the garden.
Many people gathered there as the new year's atmosphere brought liveliness to the place. Knowing that the man disliked busy settings, she pushed him to a quiet corner that came with a bench.
She seated herself before wrapping a scarf around his neck, treating him like a porcelain doll.
He found it hilarious. "Am I that weak and fragile like a doll?"
She nodded. "You are a delicate person to me, and I'm doing this so you can get back to your feet as soon as possible. It pains me to see you in such a state."
He held her hand. "Thanks, honey. I'll get better soon."
"That'll be for the best." Sonia rested her head on his shoulder, and he told her about the things he ordered Tom to do.
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