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Abegail listened intently and followed Franklin onto the tramac. It made sense, his story, not that it put her anymore at ease but it didn't feel like an overt lie.

The mention of a woman made Abegail tense. There had been the woman who had pestered her about Walter but there was no way to know for certain if it was connected. Abegail did not believe it to be purely coincidence as she had done enough and seen enough to know that there was no such thing.

Franklin and Walter being members of the same occult order would make sense. Abegail knew Walter had ties to many and she knew enough about them to know that Franklin was correct that the line between friend and foe was blurry. It of course did nothing to help ease her suspicion or concern about trusting Franklin but it at least felt genuine.

At worst it helped bolster her need to be cautious.

Abegail looked to where Franklin indicated and then began to look around her. For years now Abegail had grown convinced that someone was always watching whenever she got involved in something. She did not think now was any different.

She stood just behind Franklin and waited for things to unfold, her eyes subtly watching the areas and people around her.
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Charlotte chuckled, "Do not fret Dr Rivers. The room has a couch and I can make do with sleeping on it. I would never want you to feel..." Her hand trailed on the back of Walter's shoulder. "Uncomfortable or compromised."

She glanced into his suitcase. "My, my you are quite good at packing but I guess with how much traveling and adventuring you have done that should not surprise me." She stepped in closer to him to see in his suitcase.

Turning, Charlotte pressed herself lightly against Walter. "My bags are waiting for me to pick up at my hotel. We can leave and head right there. I have a car waiting outside if this is acceptable with you Dr Rivers."

Her voice was soft and she looked at Walter's face as she talked. His earlier movement away from her still irked her and Charlotte wanted his attention back. She was used to calling the shots and having others follow.

"Alright?"