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!

but thought that Zorn was merely caught off guard. "Kill

at all, and Hubert thought he did not hear him as he snapped

to his wrist like a hydraulic clamp, and

"Birthright rank!"

After a brief pause, he quickly moved

he heard Lampon. "What?! You're

on to Zorn's wrist. "Leave if you don't want to

he said,

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

reasoned earnestly. "Please calm down, Mr. Sorano! He's Birthright rank, and none of us can afford to mess with him! If he really gets upset,

reached Hubert, bringing him to

Lawrence, was it?! I'll remember your name!

that, he snorted and stormed

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

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