Chapter 11: Innate Spell, Creating An Elemental Catalyst
Frank (Brother of Mc’s Father) POV
Frank stood on the mountain path.
He was leaning against the side of his black sedan.
A thin trail of smoke curled upward from the cigarette in his hand, drifting off into the breeze.
His expression was blank.
His eyes didn’t blink much. They stared past the trees, over the edge of the winding road, toward the glittering lights of the city far below.
Liana stood next to him, arms folded, jacket pulled tight against the chill.
She had changed into skin tight black outfit and woke the jacket over it.
"What are you thinking about?"
Frank didn’t respond right away. He took one last drag, let the smoke hang in his mouth, and exhaled slowly.
"Nothing much. I was just thinking about that birthday party Adrian threw for his kid."