Monte actually kept several chunks of gold bullions in his suitcase as well, but those were not stolen—it was only the photo!
Frank noticed the gold too and chuckled. "I guess you can stop looking now. Someone stole your photo."
Instead, he took Monte to Dawn and asked her, "Do you recognize this man?"
Dawn frowned as she studied Monte from head to toe, nodding before shaking her head. "I don't think I do, but he feels familiar…"
"How about my voice?" Monte asked.
Dawn smiled in wry amusement. "Again, it's both familiar but also not."
Frank did not give up, however, and had Monte read the script he gave earlier. "I'm Monte Petale. I have a solution that could help Mr. Frankton overcome the curse of the spiritron vein and leave Shagan!"
Dawn appeared to be jolted by those words, and her eyes rolled up as she passed out.
Frank leapt up to catch her and carried Dawn to the couch while telling Monte to make her some tea.
As Monte left, Frank said, "You can stop pretending now. He's gone."
Dawn opened her eyes right then, smiling. "How'd you know I was pretending?"
Frank could not actually tell but realized it when he touched Dawn. "I guess you remember him!"
Dawn nodded. "I do, but he's not the Monte Petale we're talking about."
"What?" Frank was left confused.
"I remembered something else after what he said."
That allowed Frank to be less worried about Monte backstabbing him while stirring his curiosity about Dawn's powers.
Clairvoyance was not a gift to be trifled with. Having someone like Dawn around certainly made things more convenient!
"Get some rest. I'll talk to Monte again."
"Be careful."
Frank left the room, running headlong into Monte, who had just made tea. "Do you have a twin?"
Monte's fingers slipped, and he dropped the cup of tea, exclaiming, "How'd you know?"
Frank smiled—it was just as he thought, and Dawn's ability was quite something.
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