"What else is there?" Sif asked impatiently.

"Well, I was worried that this would give you a heart attack. Mr. Lawrence?" The South Sea Crow called out, turning toward the shadows.

"Mr. Lawrence...? As in... Frank Lawrence?!"

Shock showed on Sif's face. She was dumbfounded, even as she glanced between the South Sea Crow and the man emerging from the shadows.

Catching his cue once he was called, Frank strode out pompously into the open.

Disguises were unnecessary now-he took off his mask and glasses, then turned off the recorder in his pocket while greeting Sif formally. "Good evening, Ms. Lionheart." "You... Both of you..."

Sif came to a realization at the sight before her-she was no fool and turned to run after a moment of shock.

Ms. Lionheart? Don't you think it's already too

instant, striking her on

a sip of her cocktail even as she watched Sif collapse limply on the floor, breathing an eerie laugh. "Still unchivalrous as ever, my fellow apprentice..." Frank raised a brow, glancing at the fair legs poking out beneath

South Sea Crow chortled. "Isn't it more interesting for you to show up and do it?

"Brat." Frank sighed tiredly.

involvement in her disappearance. I'd need a good place to hide, though.' "Go to Riverton.

South Sea Crow nodded but soon laughed again. "Don't tell me

wondering how his innocent fellow apprentice now ran her mouth like some sleazy taxi

right. I met Gus Zeller, the Sorano retainer," he

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