The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 452

Brody snorted coldly at Vivienne. "Just you wait. I'll concoct a poison that makes yours look like cherry soda, and you won't even know what hit you when you're lying six feet under!" Without missing a beat, Brian's hand connected with a resounding smack to the back of Brody's head. "What's with that tone? You talking to Vivienne like that? Looking for a knuckle sandwich?" "You already gave me one!" Brody roared back.

Brian, unimpressed, hoisted Brody up by his collar and started fiddling with his face, poking and prodding. "Your face is quite real, isn't it?"

Right now, Brody was tied up tighter than a Thanksgiving turkey, unable to make any moves, much less poison anyone. His sharp tongue was about the only weapon he had left.

Seizing a moment of distraction, Brody sank his teeth into Brian's finger. "This is my real face!"

Instantly, Brian's finger started to turn a shade of purple as vivid as a ripe eggplant.

Vivienne casually dusted some powder on Brian's hand, then looked at Brody. "You're quite the spring chicken."

She had to admit Brody's disguise was top-notch.

Back in the loony bin, she had not even realized he was in disguise.

She had truly thought that the nerdy loser look was Brody's actual face.

Tsk.

She had underestimated her adversary.

"The secret's in the moisturizer!" Brody panted, plopping onto the floor. "Brian, cut me loose. I'm a small fry, really. I've got bigger fish for you."

Brian's interest was piqued, poison forgotten. "Bigger fish? Who?"

Brody wiggled a bit. "Untie me first."

"Spill first," Brian retorted, unmoved.

Brody took a deep breath, feeling like a caged lion taunted by mutts.

"Ever heard of GTO? They've got a second-in-command, who goes by Mr. B. I've seen her. The bounty on her head..."

dollar signs as he crouched down eagerly. "Describe Mr. B

face, a visage not even the likes of Quincy had laid eyes

darted around. "She's a dame, about five-six,

Brian nodded eagerly. "And?"

you cut me loose, then

His confidence swelled again. "Believe me, I'll let Vivienne here poison you

scoffed at the threat. "Do it. Poison me. Then, say

at a

leads on Mr. B's bounty - which would be a jackpot ten times

matter;

face. "Cut me loose,

Brian was not one

he

Brody played Brian like a fiddle, then stepped forward with a smile, retrieving

watched his pilfered potion taken from him.

and protection from Brian's hunting," Vivienne said, toying with the potion in her hand. Brian stood by

spoken, not even his

Vivienne warily. "You'd do that for

and I'll make sure you have everything you need for your experiments,"

one who had seen Mr. B and could potentially spill the beans

to let

could not believe it, eyeing

poisons. If you wanted to create antidotes, you'd do

it

his long-time

How could that be?

can help me find the antidote for this potion, my respect for

work on that antidote right now!" And so,

hear was her saying how much more she would

to one-up the Specter Healer? He would be

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