Martha gasped—these were men you only saw on television.
“Richard, I hear your wife will soon awaken.”
“At last, I can thank her before I die.”
Richard and Ethan’s faces lit up with joy.
“Yes, if it weren’t for Grace curing me of poison, I wouldn’t be alive today.”
Even I would have recognized the speaker—he was a scientist who had once risked his life by testing his own medicine for the country.
“Grace wasn’t just my savior. She was a savior to the entire scientific community.”
“That’s right. Without her foresight and sacrifice, none of us old men would still be here.”
“We just hope to see her one last time. We brought rare herbs for her recovery—hundreds of years old. They might help when she awakens.”
Martha’s eyes widened. She knew their value. Even a single piece could buy a mansion in New York City. This was pure gold.
“Richard, why are you bringing us to the backyard?”
“Yes, Grace is waiting for the herbs inside.”
Richard frowned. “A boy just told Ethan there was a thief—someone sneaking in, stealing, even bringing a snake to bite people.”
