The Strongest Curse Master

Chapter 77: The Realtor Queen

Chapter 77: The Realtor Queen

"A big plate of scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages, hashbrowns, pancakes, and a pitcher of beer—"

"Hank, we had breakfast at home. And isn't it a bit too early for beer?"

Sitting in the diner across from the sheriff's office, surrounded by the aroma of sizzling bacon, pancakes, and the clatter of dishes, Alwin's jaw dropped as he listened to old Hank recite his hearty order to the waitress. When Hank ordered a pitcher of beer, Al misunderstood, thinking it was for all three of them, and hastily interrupted.

"Al, that is Hank's regular order," Dan explained, shaking his head.

Listening to his brother, Al looked at Hank as if he were staring at a medical marvel. Unable to comprehend how Hank's heart and liver were still functioning, Al sat in disbelief. The waitress, amused by Al's shocked expression, remarked, "Hank is big eater. Would you two gentlemen like coffee or something else?"

"No, thank you, Dorothy. We're good for now. But please bring the beer over a few minutes later. We need to discuss business with Hank," Dan politely declined. Dorothy nodded and left, aware that discussing business with Hank while he enjoyed a beer was futile.

"You guys planning to hit the lake with your families?" Hank asked, eyeing the boat trailer outside the window.