Xena snapped, "Enough talk! Mr. Jones is waiting inside. Listen carefully, Felix! If I catch you slipping up even once, I'll make your life a living hell!"

Without Dragon Alliance's protection, Xena believed Felix would be powerless. Even though she was not close to Gregory, Jaxon was clearly affected by his death.

The image of Jaxon grieving still haunted her, and she was determined to make Felix pay. If it were not for her duty as the goddess of war to follow the rules, she would have struck Felix down long ago.

"There might never be a day like that between us," Felix replied calmly.

He suspected Dora was not bluffing about having information on the Veilflower. If he could get his hands on it, he would be just one herb away from waking Curtis. That was the real reason for his confidence.

As Felix entered the suite's bedroom, a faint breeze closed the door behind him. Then, he studied the middle-aged man standing before him with interest. The man was about six feet tall,