The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Hando continued bragging, "It's not just the entire object that I control-I control what's inside too!"

Waving his hand, he pulled a chunk of rebar from within the concrete walls!

Frank's eyes lit up. "I never judge people from appearance, but I have to admit I've misjudged you here. After all, you could tear my head off from miles away if you so willed!"

"Smart!" Hando applauded him.

Still, Frank was puzzled. "In that case, why send an assassin after me? Wouldn't it be better to do it yourself, so that you won't get caught?"

Hando shook his head. "I thought so too, but decided that doing that would risk too much exposure. Soon, people won't be naive enough to think that my technique is pointless. As such, my idea was to stay in the shadows as much as I could. I wouldn't want anyone to find out about it unless absolutely necessary."

Frank nodded. "That's a good idea, but have you considered the possibility that you're not feared?"

"By whom? You?"

Hando tilted his head as he studied Frank.

a man with destiny, and no average Joe

But so what?

was just a man, so he was definitely going to

be honest, you were already dead when you so pompously told me about your

it seemed as if gravity

Hando

yours... And to prove that

stood up in disbelief. "Are you sure about this? Pitting your

at him that there had to be a catch-he knew for a fact that the chief of Mystic

chuckled. "Of course

you asked for it!

a foe challenging him like this, and he went all out right then,

was when

Frank stood fast, never budging