"Quit being so pessimistic, or I'd really be discouraged."

Frank snorted but stood up. "Come on already. I have nothing else to do anyway!"

"You're the best brat ever!"

Sylvie strode up and pecked him on the cheek, smiling cheerfully and unabashedly. "I have a huge reward waiting after we're done."

Frank smiled but said nothing, since he knew very well what it was.

Nonetheless, they were in Shanton two hours later, passing the police line and arriving at the dig site soon enough.

The dig team had been waiting for a while, their scowls quickly fading as they appeared hopeful to see Frank.

Someone exclaimed, "Mr. Frankton's here! This is as good as done, just watch!"

Another person promptly snapped, "Are you serious?! Do you think he can keep the hypogeum intact while the load-bearing structures are being set up?"

the youth named Ernest

if there was any work, only to be scared shitless when he heard that the hypogeum needed

good laugh from that, which left

he came to see who it could be... only for it to turn out to

watch your words, Mr. Lane, and we just might let

of that. As they were not that knowledgeable, they

rules, which

threat left him deflated, he did

other issues, let's go in. For now, we'll be assessing

"Okay!"

about things, Frank was more knowledgeable, so Sylvie was

into the hypogeum, a pungent scent

was the stench

should be airtight," Sylvie murmured in confusion. "How could

did not

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