The message she had seen on the postcard suddenly made sense. She knew who it was— or rather, who they were.
No wonder whoever it was had called her little sister.
Her hands fisted as she read the note over and over again.
No wonder they could not trace the IP address of the sender. They were really meticulous with whatever they were doing.
She quickly fished out her phone to call someone.
Immediately the call connected, a deep masculine voice interrupted her from speaking because he spoke first.
"I've been waiting for your call"
"Who is this?" Sara asked in anger.
She knew that this voice wasn't 'the boss' voice— The man she had met in the factory that time.
Neither was this Big Dong's voice— the one who punched Muchen that night.
"I don't want to believe that you've forgotten my voice so soon. It hurts me" He pretended to sound hurt but Sara didn't buy it.
