Chapter 1016

"What else is there?" Sif asked impatiently.

"Well, I was worried that this would give you a heart attack. Mr. Lawrence?" The South Sea Crow called out, turning toward the shadows.

"Mr. Lawrence…? As in… Frank Lawrence?!"

Shock showed on Sif's face. She was dumbfounded, even as she glanced between the South Sea Crow and the man emerging from the shadows.

Catching his cue once he was called, Frank strode out pompously into the open.

Disguises were unnecessary now—he took off his mask and glasses, then turned off the recorder in his pocket while greeting Sif formally. "Good evening, Ms. Lionheart."

"You… Both of you…"

Sif came to a realization at the sight before her—she was no fool and turned to run after a moment of shock.

"Running, Ms. Lionheart? Don't you think it's already too late?"

Frank appeared behind Sif in an instant, striking her on the nape and knocking her out.

The South Sea Crow took a sip of her cocktail even as she watched Sif collapse limply on the floor, bre