Chapter 952

Frank saw no harm in making the trip.

He did not have anything else on his plate at the moment. All he was doing was waiting for Ciaran Zobel to make contact, and she would not be doing so anytime soon.

Most importantly... Frank could hear the quiet footsteps shuffling toward his room.

Naturally, it was none other than Kat.

And with Helen staying in the next room at the moment, what else could happen if Helen caught them?

Pausing for a moment, Frank then leapt to his feet, teasing Abel, "You know you'll need to pay a consultation fee if you ask me to make a trip like that, Mr. Loggins." "No problem!" Abel assured him-he was more concerned that Frank would say no.

healer profound, but Abel had to bother him on

was almost common for the best in any business to develop eccentricities, and asking too many favors like Abel had would upset them soon enough. If they were short-tempered,

and he still would

exceedingly important-Abel really would not have come

which reminded Abel of a certain line he read in a traditional Draconian medicine text: May the bottles on the shelf gather dust, lest there be maladies left

grander than necessary, and felt a pang of

kind, and yet he willingly remains anonymous. I, on the other hand, would flaunt my

the door and strode into Frank's room, but he was already gone, leaving the window open and the curtains

as she ran up to the window and found Frank already

already sped off at top speed, leaving Kat stamping her

she had no choice but

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