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..."

ten times yours!" Brian's eyes might as well have turned into dollar signs as he crouched down eagerly. "Describe Mr. B to

visage not even the likes of Quincy had

"She's a dame, about five-six, with

Brian nodded eagerly. "And?"

loose, then I'll spill

shooting a glance at Vivienne. His confidence swelled

me. Then, say goodbye to Mr. B's

was at

any leads on Mr. B's bounty - which

not matter; high bounties were

dilemma brought a smirk to Brody's face. "Cut me

it!" Brian was not one to let

would he

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

he watched his pilfered

to continue your research and protection from Brian's hunting,"

spoken, not even his greed could

warily. "You'd do

make sure you have

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

about to let this chance

not believe

and you're the only one who can unlock the secrets of this potion. Your expertise isn't just in poisons. If you wanted to create antidotes, you'd do it with ease. Even this potion, I've been at it

recognition; it was from

his long-time rival

How could that be?

can help me find the antidote for this potion, my

right now!" And so, with flattery

hear was her saying how

the Specter Healer? He would

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