Monte actually kept several chunks of gold bullions in his suitcase as well, but those were not stolen-it was only the photo!

Frank noticed the gold too and chuckled. “I guess you can stop looking now. Someone stole your photo.”

Instead, he took Monte to Dawn and asked her, “Do you recognize this man?”

Dawn frowned as she studied Monte from head to toe, nodding before shaking her head. “I don’t think I do, but he feels familiar…”

“How about my voice?” Monte asked.

Dawn smiled in wry amusement. “Again, it’s both familiar but also not.”

Frank did not give up, however, and had Monte read the script he gave earlier. “I’m Monte Petale. I have a solution that could help Mr. Frankton overcome the curse of the spiritron vein and leave Shagan!”