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!

seized Zorn's wrist but thought that Zorn was merely caught off guard.

thought he did not hear him as he

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

"Birthright rank!"

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

stunned when he

as he held on to Zorn's wrist. "Leave if you

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

you think you are to tell me to leave?!

calm down, Mr. Sorano! He's Birthright rank, and none of

words actually reached Hubert, bringing

it?! I'll remember your

that, he snorted and

Frank respectfully as he spoke. "Excuse me, sir... But could

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