Chapter 179
"What are you, FBI? How do you know all this stuff?" Abigail hadn't been particularly curious before, but Xavier kept providing more and more details.
Even if she didn't want to be curious, she couldn't help herself now. She leaned against the wall. "If you don't come clean, I might not be able to help with this."
"Please, doctor, heal our child!"
"Please, doctor, heal our child!"
Just then, the voices started up again from downstairs.
Abigail rubbed her forehead. "I just want to know who taught them that? This whole routine is getting old. It really doesn't make me think they're genuinely asking for help."
"They're foreigners, after all. Sometimes, their understanding is pretty literal. They probably didn't think it through. Or more likely, someone gave them bad advice."
The phrase "bad advice" made her chuckle.
Abigail's eyes crinkled with amusement. "Alright, I'll go check on her right now. And get them to turn off that speaker."
Owen was charging toward the front door agai

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