Zachary and Aston went from one hideout to another and yet they couldn't find Mykel. The moment they smelled the pungent smell, they didn't need to go and check it after they had witnessed two similar sceneries. They reported it to the authorities and it became huge news around the world about the mysterious deaths of cultists and radicals.
"Let's go the furthest this time. I think we won't be able to catch up on him if we keep doing this," Zachary suggested.
"You're the one who drives, I'm just going to follow," Aston was resting his forehead on his hand, leaning it against the window. "How can someone do something like that? I thought something like this only happen in movies, but fucking hell this is worse than in the movies," he asked and he couldn't erase the images from his head.
