“Wait here. I'll go get the car,” said the assistant as he headed towards the underground parking lot with the bags.
***
Meanwhile, Magnus walked out of the mall with his hands behind his back.
Isabelle, who had just left Maven Apothecary with a large bag of medicinal herbs, was about to hail a taxi to her hotel when she noticed a crowd gathered at the entrance of the mall.
Someone in the crowd shouted, “He’s not going to make it!”
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