According to Lucian, Raka had prescribed him some medicine, which he handed over to the facility to administer. However, Lucian wanted to run the new test and have Raka look into it.
"That’s so nice," Ashley giggled, wheeling Lucian to the lift as they prepared to head to the rooftop and leave the territory. "He’s annoying, but he’s actually a good guy, huh?"
Lucian nodded, looking up at her. "He’s not annoying; he’s lonely."
"Well," Ashley raised her brows and shrugged. She was about to change the topic to Primo when her brows furrowed suddenly. "Hang on."
Lucian and Gustav, who stood beside them, looked at her curiously.
"How did Raka know where you were?" she asked, confused.
Ashley had planned for Raka to check Lucian’s medical records, hoping he would tell her something useful — or that his miracle pill could cure Lucian. She had been desperate.
In her head, once she dealt with the High Chamber, she would contact him again.
Hearing that, Gustav nodded as he shifted his attention to Lucian. "I didn’t tell anyone where he is."
"Aside from Red and the team, no one else knows where Lucian is," Ashley added. "And I didn’t tell him."
"I didn’t ask him." Lucian blinked. "I woke up, and he was already there."
Besides, Lucian hadn’t thought it necessary to ask. He had more important things to worry about.
Silence fell over the lift as the trio looked at one another, a little bothered and unsettled by how Raka had known where Lucian was. Even the High Chamber couldn’t find him. Yet Raka knew.
How did he know?
*****
[What happened that night.]
Raka furrowed his brows at the sound of the doorbell echoing through his house. He wasn’t expecting any visitors, especially at this hour. When he checked the door monitor mounted on the wall, he saw no one.
Curious, he walked toward the door just to be sure.
The moment he opened it, what greeted him was a large brown envelope on the floor.
"What is this?" he wondered, picking it up.
He looked down the hallway to his left, then to his right. There was no one.
"Weird," he whispered, stepping back inside and closing the door behind him.
He curiously opened the envelope and pulled out what appeared to be an X-ray. His steps slowed; he didn’t notice the small note that slipped out and fell to his feet.
"Whose imaging is this?" he wondered, eyes drifting to where the patient’s name should have been.
There was no name.
Raka furrowed his brows, a little unsettled. But when his eyes fell on the scan itself, he blinked several times.
"Is this that guy’s imaging?" he wondered, walking back to the living area to grab his phone.
Ashley had sent him a digital copy, but he wanted to compare it against the hard copy. Once he had his phone in hand, he held it beside the imaging.
It was the same.
Raka’s eyes widened.
"Oh!" Then he scrunched up his nose and glared at the door.

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