Chapter 56: Miracle Doctor? How miraculous is he?

"Hm?" Gabriel's eyes snapped wide, menace written all over his face. Gerald wilted. He glanced back at Pierce Jackson, who still stood firm, not giving an inch. He knew there was no getting out of licking that nasty glob. Gerald shuffled to the Maybach, bent low, stuck out his tongue toward the glob of phlegm. He looked like he was about to eat his own shit. "Gag…" The moment his tongue touched the phlegm, someone nearby retched. Gabriel's brows knit. He did not stop it. If anything, it...