Marlowe
"I want to start looking for him today," I said, already reaching for my jacket the next morning, restless energy from the previous night's revelation still coursing through me. "Bear said he settled somewhere up north. That's a starting point. We could have Reid help trace it through old records—"
"Marlowe." King's voice carried a caution that stopped me mid-motion. "I think we need to slow down and actually think this through properly before we go chasing a decades-old lead."
"Slow down? We just heard my father's own voice confirm someone might have gotten him killed. I don't understand how slowing down is the correct response to that."
"Because Dorian's still in the hospital. Because Bear's still processing thirty years of guilt he's never once spoken aloud before yesterday.
