Wilbur left the hotel and could not help but bark out a laugh of indignation at the image of the eight Black Panthers taking their
own sweet tto enjoy their food. Rostead had a huge storming for them, but these guys seemed oh so calm, even ordering
their food and having Wilbur pay for it.
He wandered on the streets for a while before stopping abruptly and looking up at the sky in confusion, thinking, 'Could it be that
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthose guys have seen someone even more powerful than the Shadow King? Were they holding back in that last battle against me?’
Wilbur shook his head, hailing a cab and making his way to the airport. One could get to Rostead from Terya by plane or ferry, but
Wilbur chose to fly there due to the tconstraint.
The two countries were close enough to each other, and Wilbur landed at Korlyn International Airport in less than two hours.
Upon getting into a cab, Wilbur dialed the number of Locke Jackson, the head of the Jackson family.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Mister Locke, my nis Wilbur Penn. | feel deeply sorry over what happened to your son, Hart Jackson, and | hope you're
managing your grief well."
Locke's tone was icy. "You're the jade dealer who gave Molton that confidence boost, Wilbur Penn, right?"
Wilbur took a deep breath. "I don't know what you mean, Mister Locke, but I'm sure there's been a misunderstanding. Indeed, |
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhave met with Molton, but it was purely for business. | have no idea what kind of person Molton is, actually."
"Very well. Why are you calling me, then? Do you need help of any sort?"
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