Just as Corey closed his eyes and resigned himself to die, a cool voice suddenly spoke up. "Are you done? It's time you leave."

"What?"

Corey was familiar with the voice.

Was that not Frank Lawrence, Vicky's gigolo?

He suddenly dared to speak up, but it had to be now of all times? Was he suicidal?

Even as Corey opened his eyes, he was left stunned.

Zorn had his fist poised to strike at Corey's head, but Frank remained impassive even as he held onto his wrist.

Zorn could not seem to move at all and was sweating all over his brow!

Frank had seized Zorn's wrist but thought that Zorn was merely caught off guard. "Kill them! Kill every single one in this room! Leave no one

him as he snapped angrily, "Didn't you

was holding on to his wrist like a hydraulic clamp, and he was unable

"Birthright rank!"

executive, quickly realized that Frank was superior. After a brief pause, he quickly moved to shield Hubert

stunned when he heard Lampon.

quietly as he held on to Zorn's

toward Hubert, he said, "I won't say it

in Hubert right then. "Fuck you! Who do you think you are to tell me to

reasoned earnestly. "Please calm down, Mr. Sorano! He's Birthright rank, and none of us

words actually reached Hubert,

remember your name! Just you wait—we have no

snorted

as he spoke. "Excuse

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