Erik was the person in charge of Sterling's hotel in Chicago. He lived in this city and was well-connected.
So, since Dylan returned to take over the Sterling group, the people-searching work had been left to him.
Mr.Sterling was searching for a girl.
At the time he'd first met her, she had been about twelve or thirteen. Now she should be about twenty.
However, she had proved impossible to find.
Year after year had passed, and there was still nothing to show who she was.
Dylan's eyes clouded as Erik reported the same result to him.
Although he knew there was less chance of finding that girl, he still held a glimmer of hope.
"It's not likely to find the girl in such a situation. After searching for so many years, there is still no clue. Maybe she is not a native of Chicago, or she had left this city long ago. Do we have to keep looking?" Erik asked tentatively.
"Keep looking," Dylan replied with decision and authority.
Erik gave a deep sigh.
