“What did you just say? Who are you to disrespect Doctor Yoke, America’s Imperial Doctor, like that!”

Jim Sabinsky’s face turned beet red in rage. He could not accept any form of disrespect directed at his mentor. “You are done for. I am calling the police now! You need to be put in jail so you’d learn not to cheat and con innocent citizens.”

Even Hailey Lawson could not stop him from dialing up the authorities.

Shaking his head, Alex took out his phone and punched in a number.

Before Jim could tell the operator on the other end of the line of his issue, Alex handed him his cell phone and said, “Your mentor wants to speak to you.”

“Wait a minute.”

Jim looked at him in bewilderment. Surely, it wasn’t his mentor on the line? How could he, America’s Imperial Doctor, recklessly reveal his phone number to a stranger?

Alex turned on the speaker mode, and Wallace Yoke’s angry voice quickly came through. “Jim Sabinsky, you fool! Did you do anything to Mr. Rockefeller? Get on your knees