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 every renowned doctor across

tried all kinds of medical equipment and medicine, but nothing worked-none of the doctors could give him a proper diagnosis,

Gene grew increasingly discouraged, he still did not lack money as the

his luck abroad, but

in diagnosing their patients. And since Gene was not an average Joe, none of them tried to throw him shoddy diagnoses, or things would end

to the despairing conclusion that

blood, and brain were all normal, but he could feel himself growing weaker

he began to seek other unorthodox methods of

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 buy land everywhere

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