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?"

Lothar did a double take but quickly reasoned, "Please calm down, Mr. Lawrence. I can see that you've cured my brother, and there was no mistaking it. And I've also promised that you'd be paid whether you succeed, as long as you come over."

Wheeling on Yed with a vicious glare right then, he barked, "Yed!"

could only snort and push off the retainers

He beckoned at Frank. "Uncle Lothar had spoken—I'll

with you,” Ned said, walking toward

snorted, able to see that Ned was wary of

Ned and Frank to a limousine waiting to

the five-story mansion, Yed said coolly, "Wait here. I'll get

soon returned, throwing the check at

it. Now, piss off.” Yed snorted haughtily, as if

was just a million and scowled as he looked up at Yed. "What's the meaning

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