Frank chuckled. “According to what you’re saying, we’re just using each other?”

Jouri grinned in turn. “You can think of it that way, since that is the case rationally speaking… so if you want to think of it sentimentally, we’re friends.”

Frank smiled but said nothing, while Jouri went to work-splitting the task of restoring Monte’s original face to one group and delegating looking for the person named Robbie to another group.

According to Monte, Robbie was working for a research institution in Merka. While Monte also gave everyone details about Robbie’s age, appearance, and other details, Jouri found no such person.

Furious, Jouri returned and demanded, “Are you taking us for a ride?!”

Monte sighed in exasperation. “I’d never dare, Ms. Yelin. Even if I found it in me to deceive you, I’d still wouldn’t dare to deceive Mr. Frankton! You know that discretion is always the policy with people like them. He must’ve been using a pseudonym.”

Jouri rolled her eyes, feeling worse than Monte just then. “Then we’re restoring your face while squeezing you for more details on Robbie.”