Chapter 90: Dark Streets

Apprehension swam up Edward's shoulders. "Look, I'm just very, very, lost and confused right now. My friend was hurt very badly, and we came through a portal. I don't know much about what you're talking about, but I want to learn. Except...first I need to know whether you're a friend or foe."

"Friend, friend!" Phileas shouted, as Edward had supposed he would. The man's enthusiasm was almost contagious. "This sort of research chance only comes along once in every man's life! Say, I've got an idea, friend. You have no currency with which to pay for this medical service, now do you?"

"I don't suppose you folks accept dollars, huh?"

"Never heard of those." Phileas's eyes glimmered. "But I'd love to learn about them! And that is where my deal comes into play, Mr. Darcouver. In return for saving your friend Frank's life, I wish for both of you to accompany me to my estate tonight, so that we may all engage in an exchange of intelligence."