The voice in his headset issued an order in Talnamese too. "Follow her, and find out where she got that ruby."

"Yes, sir," the man replied as he got up, impassive as he followed Cindy, who was still reveling in delight. -

Later that night, Janet said her goodbyes with her colleagues at Flora Hall, turned off the lights, and was ready to head home.

Just as she picked up her bag, she noticed a slender figure collapsed by the shadows of the wall.

"What?" Janet moved closer to find a woman covered in injuries.

Scabs had built up over her wounds—new and old, while her clothes were in pieces.

"Hello? Hey!" Janet walked up, gently patting her on the cheek.

"Frank... Frank Lawrence..." the woman suddenly murmured.

in shock and leaned in to

there was no mistaking it—she

her colleagues who had not let her

she turned on the light and saw the true extent of the woman's injuries—there was not one inch of her

in her clothes to her injuries, while pus was growing almost

broken, and her left thigh was

at all that the

necessary herbs and tend

woman did not have

name Janet was very familiar

and stabilized

his tone clearly sharp, proving his

had collapsed outside Flora Hall, on the verge of death. I don't know her, but she was calling your name when we picked

but being told about a maimed woman calling his name left his hair

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