"Is… is that so."
Cory was thoroughly troubled by my revelation.
Tessa would have been completely cured by now if he had not stopped me yesterday. In other words, he had indirectly hurt his daughter.
Anyone would be upset with a mistake like that.
"Please, Mr. Floyd. If there's anything you can think of that might help rectify the situation…"
Affected by his son's disquiet, Magnus turned to me anxiously in turn.
"Give it your best shot, young man," said Nestor. "If you are ever in any need of someone to consult with—no, someone to help, I would be glad to be your assistant."
Cory Alden's attitude took a one-hundred-eighty-degree shift. "I'm very sorry for the misunderstanding, Mr. Floyd. My ignorance of the supernatural got the better of me. Forgive my error—I implore you."
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