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

he did not hear him as he snapped angrily, "Didn't you hear

just could not say it—Frank was holding on to his wrist like a hydraulic clamp, and he was unable to move at

"Birthright rank!"

After a brief pause, he

was stunned when he heard Lampon. "What?! You're Birthright

as he held on to Zorn's

Hubert, he said, "I won't say

think you are to tell me to leave?! Don't you know who I

rank, and none of us can

actually reached Hubert,

Lawrence, was it?! I'll remember your

he snorted and stormed

as he

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