Rey Pratt was a thirty-three-year-old man who had started doing business before he could speak. Or at least that's what his father told him.
Growing up traveling and selling merchandise in cities and empires, Pratt developed a keen sense of instinct that had saved him on more than one occasion.
This instinct had saved him since he took over the business years ago, and for years, Pratt had experienced and mingled with different types of people and cultures.
Over time, Pratt had his own debts to pay. Some of them involve his life while some were for his business, but none of them made him feel as awkward and... confused as the woman who was sitting across from him with a cordial smile on her face.
After his daughter woke up, she told everyone she felt lighter and better. However, this didn't mean that the treatment had worked.
