Five hundred thousand was just pocket change for Grant. He had helped the man on the roadside because he looked genuine and because he was in Skylark City to help his father. Whether the man's story was true or false didn't matter to him.
The next day, he arrived at Jianrong Hall as promised. Logan was waiting for him outside and opened an old Buick car for him. Logan nervously rubbed his hands together and asked, "Morgan, are we going directly to Orlando Clinic?"
"Of course," Grant nodded. He planned to return to Skylark City after finishing this task.
"Okay!" Logan took a deep breath and put his hands on the steering wheel.
