CHAPTER 235 — The Man Who Believed He Possessed the Impossible (Continued)

—Mia…

She stopped when she heard her name spoken in that voice that always sounded just right—well-modulated, almost studied—as if Lucas never said anything on instinct but only by calculation.

She was coming back from the lab, tired, her head still full of formulas, graphs, and diagnoses, and the last thing she expected was to see him there, standing in front of the building as if it were a natural part of his day.