Chapter 68: An Ancient Spirit Tree, One Pill Every Ten Years

Yoppe Manor. The rear courtyard was as grand as a sea of trees. At the heart of that forest stood a towering stone platform, and atop it Dover Yoppe waited with his granddaughter, Ashley Yoppe, for Benson Santee to arrive. Dover no longer looked like the disheveled wreck from yesterday. His hair had been washed and neatly combed, crowned with an ornate hairpiece. He carried himself with crisp vitality and an unmistakable air of authority. Ashley looked cleaner than she had the day before as well....