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.

shock and leaned in to

no mistaking it—she had said

in her colleagues who had not let her carry the woman into Flora

saw the true extent of the woman's

her clothes to her injuries, while pus

ribs and various other bones were broken, and her left thigh was bent in a horrific

all that the woman

herbs and tend to her injuries!" Janet

was a healer of virtue worthy of inheriting her grandfather's legacy—even though it was obvious that the woman did

woman said a name Janet was

woman's wounds and stabilized her, Janet headed outside Flora Hall

Frank asked, his tone clearly sharp, proving his bad

collapsed outside Flora Hall, on the verge of death. I don't know her, but she was

annoyed with Janet's call, but being told about a maimed woman calling his name left

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