Yed's concern was actually reasonable, and Lothar paused in thought.

"The way I see it, he must be in league with Abel Loggins." Paula laughed coolly just then. "He must be using some misdirection trick on the laymen like us. I think Ciril was never cured at all!"

"Exactly. I think so too." Yed sneered.

"So you're not going to pay me?" Frank's tone became threatening, taking a step forward.

"And what are you going to do about it? You're in my house!" Yed snapped back and beckoned.

Several Janko retainers loyal to Yed strode out, their death aura spilling.

Frank turned to Lothar right then. "Mr. Janko, is this how your family treats guests? And the man who saved the head of the family at that?"

cured my brother, and there was no mistaking it. And I've also promised that you'd be paid whether you succeed, as long

with a vicious glare right then, he

refuse, Yed could only snort and push off

Frank. "Uncle Lothar had spoken—I'll

coming with you," Ned said,

snorted, able to see that Ned was

before leading Ned and Frank to a limousine waiting to take them to another

they stopped outside the five-story mansion, Yed

and soon returned,

it. Now, piss off." Yed snorted haughtily, as if he was

to see that it was just a million and scowled as he looked up at

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