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.

Janet exclaimed in shock and leaned

mistaking it—she had

went to work, calling in 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 skin that

her clothes

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

all that the woman

Prepare the necessary herbs and tend

the woman did not have any money on her, Janet refused to deny her help since she was

said a name Janet was very

stabilized her, Janet headed outside Flora Hall

asked, his tone clearly sharp, proving

in this woman who's thoroughly hurt and had collapsed outside Flora Hall, on the verge of death. I don't know her, but she was calling your name when we picked her up...Do you want to come over and see

call, but being told about a maimed woman calling his

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