Frank growled and pointed at the radio. “What’s this?”

“A toy!” The woman quickly exclaimed despite her shock. “It’s nothing that amazing, please don’t misunderstand!”

Frank laughed coolly. “You actually don’t recognize me? Fine, I’ll give it to you straight-I’m Lugh Frankton, the one you had just sent assassins after!”

“You are?!”

The middle-aged woman was shocked and tried to turn and run.

She was naturally not getting away, as Frank appeared like a phantom before her, cutting her off! Smiling in embarrassment, she pleaded, “Please, let’s just talk about this. I haven’t done anything…” “Shut up!” Frank snapped. “What do you want to live or to die?”

“To live! Of course I want to live!”