As Leonard and the others were researching the new wreckage, in an inconspicuous residence on the island, Speer, the previous ship rental businessman, was angrily talking on the phone with someone on the other end.
"You told me everything was normal before, but now it's clear that there have been changes we never imagined, and I don't think the police officers we encountered earlier were just an accident."
"But it was indeed an accident. I never thought the police would react so quickly." A middle-aged man's voice came from the other side of the phone.
"However, shouting at me doesn't help, because I can't control the actions of the police. So, what you should be thinking about now is how to solve the current problem."
"Don't you guys have a way?" Speer sneered in anger, "You can even mobilize the Israeli military to kill people and silence them, but now you tell me you're helpless against the Greek police? Do you think I would believe that?"
