The girl was chewing gum, her white hair suggesting she was a delinquent.

"Hey, I'm talking to you," she told Frank. "Are you mute?"

"Watch your manners, Kat!" Nash strode out of the kitchen just then, frowning at her.

"It's fine—it's only natural that she asks questions since a stranger has just showed up in her house." Frank smiled faintly. "Hello. I'm Frank Lawrence."

"Right."

Kat Yego yawned, shooting Nash an uninterested look and saying coolly, "Honestly, I don't care where you find all these idiots..."

"Watch your mouth, brat!" Nash snapped, glaring at her." This is Mr. Lawrence. He's an important guest of the Turnbulls!"

is, what is he doing here instead of staying with the Turnbulls?" Kat simply snorted in disdain. "Alright, just leave me out of your mess. I need money now—I'm going

coming up, and you're a girl. What do you think you'd look like, staying out for

annoyed. "Cut the crap—it's just annoying. Are you

you think you look like, going out

want to give me any! And I'm an adult, so you

and sighing, but he

he sighed. "I'm sorry about that mess,

get rebellious." Frank

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done cooking after

as good as Carol Zims' cooking,

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