From MC's Perspective:
Seeing that there was no other option. I made a direct call to the dean through my communication watch.
The connection was quickly established. The next second, the projection of the old man dean appeared above my watch screen.
I can clearly see shock and disbelief written all over his face.
"Vincent Carey!"
"Where are you right now?"
The next second, I heard a loud voice that sounded a lot of anger.
"Dean, I'm good. I'm currently standing at the rooftop of the bright hotel," I replied in a calm tone.
I didn't mind his anger. I guess he must be looking for me.
"Bright Hotel?" The old man dean was taken back. All of the places they have searched. The intelligence unit didn't bother to check the hotels.
I mean who could guess that Vincent Carey was staying in the hotel yesterday?
