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"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him.  But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. 

"I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. 

Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." 

She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. 

"Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. 

“Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…”

“Then why do you want me to stop following you?”

“I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end.

“Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away.

“I did,” he sighed in defeat.

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Gilbert's eyes narrowed with worry, so he didn't answer right away.

He got a tip that Asher wasn't a threat from a very reliable source—at least, not for now.

But even that didn't erase the gnawing doubt in the pit of his stomach. Asher wasn't just dangerous—he was unpredictable.

Gilbert stared at him for a full minute, deciding whether to be more upfront or keep his cards hidden for now.

"I suppose that depends on what you want to know," he finally broke the silence.

Asher shook his head, the frustration building inside him. Once again, he was being taken for a ride, and every word from the old man felt like another time wasted.

As much as he hated to admit it, he had been giving them too much leeway.

It was time to set his limit—to make it clear that he wasn't here to play games,

"That's not how this works. You're the one asking for my cooperation. If you want my help, you answer my questions. All of them."

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