Zachandro already knew of this.
And he would not want to delay time just because it was still night.
As he looked up at the address that was given to him.
Zachandro hurriedly makes his way to his closet and chooses a fluffy and bulky jacket, considering that it will be very cold outside at night.
As he was done in the process.
He left his eyes, of course, tightly locked.
Beware of thieves.
He was driving towards the address that he saw on the messages that the private detective had sent him when the phone that was lying quietly in the backseat rang.
The clear seam of water ringtone continued to ring as Zachandro spoke with an irritable tone and picked up the wireless caller earphone that was thrown carelessly at the front window and put it in his right ear while still looking concentratedly at the road in front of his eyes.
"Who is this?"
Zachandro furrowed his brows as he said those words.
