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.

Not only was Frank's abilities as a healer profound, but Abel had to bother him on two occasions already.

the best in any business to develop eccentricities, and asking too many favors like Abel had

would not

was exceedingly important-Abel really would not have

it was clear that he had been paranoid-Frank proved far more agreeable than Abel had imagined, 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

at his apothecary, which was a lot grander than

other hand, would flaunt my shallow knowledge of

open and the curtains bellowing. "What?!" she exclaimed as she ran up

top speed, leaving Kat stamping her feet. "Why are you avoiding

had no choice but to return to

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