Walter scratched his itchy chin, his voice tinged with hesitation, "Miss, maybe we should just head back."

Vivienne, that woman was sharp as a tack.

Even if she hadn't sniffed out the oddities, Percival surely would have.

Walter couldn't fathom what Victoria was thinking.

To just drop Kaitlyn off at the suburban mall and then drag herself here to suffer - it was like setting herself up to be stood up.

As Walter silently grumbled, he dared not voice his true thoughts aloud.

Victoria was running out of patience.

It was getting late into the afternoon, and still, no one had shown up, which led her to bellow in frustration, "Looks like we've got no choice but to go with plan B. We're not waiting any longer! Let's get out of here and deal with Vivienne later!"

The next day, at the Linklater residence.

Arthur had been tied up with business at the Vanguard Agency, and it was a rare moment for him to be home.

was taking his siesta, and he hadn't allowed

open the door to his father's room and saw him reclining in his

the sound of the

masked his irritation with deference and approached quietly,

to silence him,

impatience, but he nodded respectfully and tiptoed back to his father's

darkened, "Didn't you say over the phone that Dad's recovery was going well? This doesn't look right

so pale it was almost translucent. His lips were chapped, and

pass away at any moment.

and

forehead. "Arthur, I didn't mean to keep things from you. It's Dad; he didn't want to distract you or Hector from your work, so

on Percival. He thinks the guy wouldn't hurt him, but you never can tell what's going on inside someone's head. And his wife, she was finally acknowledged by the Brooks family,

eyes to gauge Arthur's unreadable reaction, he continued, "It was after taking the supplements Percival brought that Dad got poisoned. Now, his condition's been

"Specter Healer?"

Dracon let a barely detectable smile flicker across his face, "Yes, but this person is elusive; not just anyone can find them. I'm just worried... I'm worried

the Specter Healer was a closely guarded secret within the Linklater family, a secret Dracon had sealed

that if Arthur tried to strong-arm her, Vivienne might not be so amenable. It was the perfect scenario for Dracon to sit back and watch the two of them duke it out for his own

As for Dad, a professional caregiver will

"What?"

the black sheep of the family. I've never made anyone proud. All my sisters have their achievements, and I'm the only one who's fallen short. But I've been with Dad for years. No one knows his condition better than I

had been long enough to rouse

over Dracon with an inscrutable look, "I agree with your brother.

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