"Godfather, I received a reply from Madam Magician. She wants me to approach a swindler named Austar Trul and gain his trust. She also promised to arrange a therapy session with a psychiatrist for me this weekend."
Lumian sat in his room, looking at Nimrod, whose appearance had changed completely. A strange reverence filled his voice.
He had never expected Nimrod to kill a thug with Beyonder powers and assume the identity of a gang leader in so little time!
Only two days had passed since he had "summoned" Nimrod here!
Although Lumian had never doubted the abilities of the godfather he had accepted in his dream, such astonishing efficiency still stunned him.
Replacing someone without anyone noticing fit Lumian's image of a Beyonder lurking in the shadows almost too perfectly.
Of course, most of Lumian's ideas about Beyonders came from his sister and the books she had written. For that very reason, the greater the power and the more mysterious the abilities Nimrod displayed, the more confidence Lumian had in this man who had promised to resurrect his sister.
Lumian's thinking was simple: whoever could resurrect his sister and help him take revenge was his benefactor-even if that meant doing things that crossed his own moral boundaries, he was willing.
At that thought, he drew a breath, his emotions tangled, and said to Nimrod,
"By the way, Godfather. Now that you've disguised yourself as Margot, are you planning to use his identity to infiltrate the Stinger Gang?"
What he really meant was whether he needed to do any "dirty work."
"No. Why would you think that?" Nimrod gave Lumian a curious look and answered with a faint smile,
"Have a little faith in your godfather's morals once in a while. Your sister and I came from the same place