"Don't worry about who I am," Frank said coolly. "Now, tell me… Are you Luis Tembo?""I-I'll pay up, I promise!" Luis was begging for mercy right then, thinking that Frank was here to collect his debt. "Just give me time! Please!""I've already cleared your debt!"Frank turned on the lights, shut the door, and dragged Luis into the main bedroom."Come on, man! Quit yanking my chain!"Finally seeing how scrawny the youth before him was, Luis was immediately doubtful.How could Frank have cleared his debt? And why would Frank help, when they did not know each other?"Doesn't matter what you believe," Frank said. "No one's going to bother you now—but I'm no charity organization either, and my help doesn't come for free."So, tell me—haven't you received a box of bone ashes, delivered to you by a man named Jason Chand?""Come on, brother. Five hundred grand won't buy you anything."However, Luis promptly picked up on the importance of that information to Frank and demanded more
This meant that Frank was on the right track.People who could fight tigers bare-handed? They must be the ones he was looking for!"Don't tell anyone I was here!" he snapped at Luis before heading to Torchwood.It was a place of vices and debauchery, and the thunderous dubstep left Frank ill at ease.But there was no helping it—he had to check this place out, and so, must create a distraction!Picking up a bottle of beer, he dropped to a couch behind a booth seat and threw it to the other end of the room.Once the bottle struck a pudgy man, Frank moved behind him and threw the bottle at the booth seat he had just left.With that exchange and the dimly lit room, the two gangs promptly started fighting.The bar manager promptly led his bouncers to stop the fight, while Frank seized the moment to sneak out, leaping out to the backroom. Unable to hear any breathing, he decided that there was no one there and entered without hesitation.The furnishings were quite antiquated altho
It had been easy, but Frank was clearly denied his objective.The geezer was most definitely the mastermind who orchestrated everything, but that was one thing on its own.His lackeys were not going to disappear with his death—on top of that, there would be many more individuals like that geezer, and Frank must wipe them all out.As Frank strode into Whitney Chandler's mansion, he saw that neither Whitney nor Lara Gold were asleep.They were fiddling with their phones while clearly waiting for him and were on their feet when they saw him return."How did it go?" Lara asked."As it should." Frank shrugged. "What are you ladies doing, staying up?!""We're waiting for you, kiddo!" Whitney giggled. "It must've been a long day. Want a drink?""I'll pass—I still have work to do tomorrow."Whitney was a little disappointed. "Come on, I bought everything we need! Just think of it as paying rent!"Frank was not sure if he should laugh or cry. "What, am I some male host?""Of course."
Leo was horrified. "T-This is impossible!"He did not expect Frank to be so quick that he could not even respond!"You want to live, don't you?" Frank then growled coolly. "Don't you think you should tell me who gave you your powers?""I-I can't say!"Leo was completely deflated despite being endlessly confident earlier. Even as he tried his best to survive, he sweated all over his face while his legs trembled."Well then, see you…" Frank started to squeeze.Leo, unable to stop himself, dropped to his knees right then!"Please!" he begged. "I really can't tell you… Just let me live!""Can't. You either talk, or you die." Frank's visage was as cold as the reaper's, scaring even Lara and Whitney.Leo sighed, as if resolving himself, and said, "I don't know who they were… After you had me clobbered and rushed to a clinic, I somehow ended up at the morgue instead. I wasn't awake, but I was still vaguely aware of my surroundings."I was terrified, and I thought the clinic wanted m
The nurse studied Frank at the same time, surprised that a man so handsome would show up at a place like this."Are you sick, handsome?" she quickly asked eagerly. "Don't be shy now. You can just tell me directly!"Frank smiled but shook his head. "I'm perfectly fine—just wanted to ask where the morgue is?"The nurse sighed in relief at Frank's response, seemingly pleased. Still, she asked, "What business do you have at the morgue?""Oh, I am a special individual who must inspect the place, but I can't be seen, if you know what I mean?"At the same time, Frank slid some cash that he had prepared to the nurse."Oh, that's unnecessary!" The nurse quickly turned him down. "I'd never take your money over such a small favor. But may I ask who she is?"The nurse glanced pointedly at Lara, clearly checking if Frank was single so she was not doing this for nothing."A friend!" Lara said."Oh, a friend!" The nurse smiled in understanding and took out her phone. "Let's add each other
Despite Chloe's complaint, she did not actually mind."No touching?"However, Frank was merely confused—he did not touch her!"Oh, come on! I don't really mind—why can't you just own up to it?" Chloe snapped in annoyance, as she really despised people who did not admit to what they did.That was when she suddenly felt someone touching her again.Turning around angrily, she bellowed, "Haven't you had enough?!"Chloe froze just as she finished.Instead of Frank's devastatingly handsome face, she found herself staring at a dried up corpse.It had emerged out of a freezer that was left ajar and was clawing toward Choloe!Still, Frank heard the commotion at the very last moment and leapt up to kick the corpse on the floor.Keeping it pinned under his foot, he snapped at Lara and Chloe, "Run!"Lara was petrified, but she came to her senses and pulled Chloe along as she ran."This one isn't breathing either!"Frank then punched the corpse, but as his ring inadvertently touched it
Lara was reluctant to leave Frank, but she would not refuse when Frank needed a favor.Nodding, she said, "Be careful!""You too," Frank replied. "Your life matters before anything else, and make sure not to put yourself in danger."Lara smiled and nodded again, while Frank returned to Chandlerton in just two hours.He could see from afar that Whitney was drinking herself silly unhappily as she sat outside, and he parked his car."What are you doing here?" he asked her as he aligned.Whitney sighed. "Don't bother. I'll start crying again!" "Crying?"Frank was left stunned—was he too late?Still, he pressed, "Don't worry, your secret is safe with me. Tell me who hurt you, and I'll murder them—I promise!""What?!"Whitney did a double take but soon blushed. "What are you talking about?! I'm the village chief! No one would lay a finger on me around here!""Oh… then what happened?""Ugh. Don't laugh at me, but I have a daughter."Whitney sighed. "I lost custody of her during
The feminine voice changed her angle right then. "I would still insist that there's too much unknown about this energy we're testing. There's no telling how we're supposed to apply it optimally… but there's only a small chance that the limitations wouldn't apply."That was where the video ended, and the contents certainly matched what Frank had encountered this far.That elderly voice was most likely the geezer whom he had encountered in the backroom of Torchwood. As for the energy they were referring to, it was most definitely the power obtained by the hero depicted in that tomb—the energy of the spiritron vein.That certainly explained how the hero's armies disappeared—as the feminine voice suggested, that energy bound them despite its abundance. Once claimed, the individual would definitely be killed if they left Shagan.And since the power could be granted to others, that geezer must have granted it to others!However, that begged a bigger question—since that geezer was alread