Chapter 803: Are You Nathalie Quinlan?

"Mm." Nathalie Quinlan walked down the hospital steps, one hand in her pocket, the other holding a phone, heading towards the roadside ready to hail a car.

"She's back then," Freddy Cagwin's voice was light and cheerful over the phone, he immediately said, "I'll call my mom and tell her not to set up her stall tonight, to make stewed chicken at home for you. Nathalie, you're free tonight, aren't you?"

"I'm free."

Nathalie remembered that she had promised to go to his house for dinner before she went to The Ninth Institute, quite naturally.

As soon as she finished speaking, while she was still thinking about whether to send Alfred Garland a message to say she wouldn't be coming home for dinner, she saw a suspicious-looking van driving towards her.

McKinney's major roads all had traffic lights and surveillance equipment installed, but that silver-white van didn't have a license plate – something was clearly off.