At Terry 'Ted' Cotton's orders, the thugs would charge at Frank and cut him into pieces!

Still, Ted was narrowing his eyes at the immeasurably arrogant man, feeling just a hint of wariness.

Could he be a member of some important family or the apprentice of one of the South Sea Sects?

"You have balls, kid," he said. "Where are you from?"

"Nowhere. I'm just Frank Lawrence, head of Lanecorp's health and security department," Frank replied confidently.

Ted actually did a double take.

Lanecorp? As in the company?

And the head of Lanecorp's health and security department...

It actually took Ted a while to come to a realization, though he felt humiliated when he understood what Frank was saying.

security department?! That just meant he was

guard had the balls to threaten

bone in his body! Spare that woman-I will have her warm my bed

the thugs around him into a frenzy, and

are you

as he strode in front of Helen. "Well, you were the ones who made the first move, so don't blame

kid!" Ted actually laughed at his face. "Still boasting when you're a dead man-cut

"Sure thing, Ted!"

the sea of thugs surge toward them-could Frank handle so many

answer was

vigor Frank that swirled in a spiral around his arm,

screaming shrilly like a banshee, stopping the oncoming thugs in their tracks. The thugs that were directly in front of Frank were the unluckiest

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