Chapter 612

Julian's voice trembled with tears.

A huge, broad-shouldered figure appeared at the tent flap.

One glance sent Julian into hysterics.

"Aah!"

The piercing scream tore through the night, startling the nocturnal foragers into lifting their heads and looking around.

Geralt was genuinely surprised to get a call from Caitlin.

"Will you take the job?"

"No." Geralt refused without hesitation.

It had only been a week since the Hellhound Incident, and he and Nancy were still caught up in a torrid affa—er, deeply in love. If he wanted work, he could browse the Demon Hunter Website himself.

"Don't turn it down so fast. The client is the Gates Group."

"The Gates Group?"

Geralt had never heard of it.

On the other end of the line, Caitlin pressed a hand to her forehead. Geralt knew a great deal, but only about demon hunting. When it came to the ordinary world, he knew less than most people.

He was like a student who excelled in one subject and failed the rest.

"The Gates Group is one of Phoenix City's largest conglomerates," Caitlin said. "Its businesses span biotechnology, chemicals, logistics, real estate—"

"Get to the point," Geralt interrupted.

Caitlin continued, "The No. 9 Precinct hasn't been able to gain a foothold in Phoenix. It urgently needs a powerful local ally. Daniel Gates, the sole heir to the Gates Group, has gone missing. If the precinct can bring him back safely, it'll naturally earn the group's friendship. But the precinct is short-staffed, so..."

Geralt still shook his head. "If it has nothing to do with the supernatural, I'm not taking it!"

Caitlin's eyes lit up. "So you'll take it if it does involve the supernatural?"

Caught by his own words, Geralt scratched his head. "Fine, as long as it's supernatural. But I have