Helen completely ignored Huub's fawning smile, however, and kept her eyes on Leino as she said solemnly, "You must be Leino Himmich, the police commissioner of Bralog. Madam Yimmel has told me about you. "However, this man is my husband," she added, gesturing at Frank just then. "So may I ask you to do me a favor and look the other way if he has disrespected you?"

"Do you a favor?"

Leino frowned and asked coolly, "And who are you?"

"Helen Lane, board chairwoman of Zamri's Lanecorp."

"Helen Lane..."

Leino searched his mind, but he had never heard of Helen, so she would definitely not be anyone important.

young woman-did that mean that the Yimmels were vassals to

beard and said, "Yes, I can look the other

the mostly demolished exhibition hall,

a problem." Helen nodded, agreeing

was not that cheap to build-it was five hundred million dollars if they had to rebuild it, but this young

disdain, leaving his rage flaring. "Let's go, Frank. I've spoken to the Yimmels-we just have to plan something else to save the hostages..." Helen turned toward Frank

charismatic, haughty girlboss who would not bow to the police commissioner of Bralog to suddenly change to such a

"That's unnecessary."

the looks everyone else was giving

to stand beside Helen watching Leino and Huub from the distance. "I've already made a call

Helen asked, surprised by Frank's

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