After a moment of silence, Frank said, "Discussing it over the phone is a little lacking in sincerity. Why don't we speak face to face?"

"Sure," Gene answered briskly, despite having to wait for that response.

He was thoughtful after hanging up-the man sounded young, but he was very confident.

"Heh..." He chuckled self-deprecatingly.

He had actually contracted the illness for over a year, even though he had kept it a well-guarded secret.

At first, he only felt tired and thought his lover was just being cold, but soon felt his body wither.

Then, even walking started to become taxing-and now, he could not walk unassisted, as the world would spin around him and his muscles would hurt terribly.

visiting every hospital and consulting

medical equipment and medicine, but nothing worked-none of the doctors could give

not lack money as the richest man

but the results were

to fail in diagnosing their patients. And since Gene was not an average

the despairing conclusion that no one could cure him or diagnose him, to

blood, and brain were all normal, but

other unorthodox methods of healing, including

when even the fearless snake oil salesmen showed up, with one suggesting that his deceptional ways as a businessman required penance, by buying a ton of land and building fonts of cleansing. Gene was certainly desperate and started to

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