The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Judging from its name alone, Fettle Clinic was an unassuming place.

As such, Frank was not surprised to find the clinic in a remote corner of the suburbs, just past the fringes of Lake Cove.

It was evening, but every door and window of the clinic was shut, as if closed for businesses.

Still, Frank's sharp hearing could pick up the voices inside.

He was alone, and it was a familiar face at that-it was Hardy Xinder!

Narrowing his eyes, Frank leapt agilely up to the second floor and slipped inside from a venting window.

Hardy, whose hair was now completely white, was sitting by a desk and asking into the antique rotary phone, "Hey, what's going on here? You're saying that there have been problems in Zamri, but what am I doing here?"

"What? A trap? What the hell are you talking about?!"

Hardy sounded clearly impatient and was even holding the phone as he paced around. "Damn it, Yaga-so what are you playing at?! Shouldn't the Lane family be going after Frank Lawrence's head by now?! And with your relatives in Bralog getting on his case too, he's not going to get away, is he?!"

"Wait, he's coming? Are you kidding me?!"

the phone, he felt a chill beneath

he knew it, found a knife held there, pressed against

to look who it was, he stammered as

knew I'd

the table to restrain Hardy, but his heart skipped a beat when Hardy guessed that it was

"It really is you!"

face turned pale he was skeptical about Baba Yaga's

him

Frank demanded, "Talk! Where's

too, and he snapped

looking for her too! That hag was

"Wait, this is bad..."

immediately felt a pang

"Kikiki... Hello, Frank Lawrence."

soon as lost contact with Borc. don't know

"What-"

he heard a soft pop behind him,

Hardy pushed him aside and ran straight for the exit... where the green gas was. "Fuck!