All right, I'll have my men take good care of the trees. Also, with regards to the spiritual brush and cinnabar rosary, I'll help you find them too. I happen to know Albert Emerson of Lagrange Monastery very well and will get him to help," Dalton offered.
"Thank you, Mr. Gunn!" Jacob nodded. "It's getting late, so I'll have to take my leave."
After checking his watch, Jacob realized it was almost noon and time for him to go home for lunch.
"Mr. Sullen, if you don't mind, why don't you have lunch here? I'll get someone to prepare it right away," Dalton nervously invited.
Considering Dalton's utmost admiration for Jacob, he wanted to ingratiate himself at every available opportunity.
Looking at Dalton, Jacob nodded in agreement. "I hope I'm not imposing."
"Not at all, not at all." Elated at Jacob's response, Dalton ordered his servants to prepare the food immediately.
Meanwhile, at Pentagon Hospital, Kyle's arm had been wrapped up in a sling while Cassie stayed by his side.
