Once shrouded in fear, a man's defenses crumble, and truth blurts out in shaky words, "Yes, I was momentarily swayed by her beauty... but before I could do anything, she knocked me out."
Daniel Cooper's expression was icy, "You'd better be telling the truth, otherwise..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but to the middle-aged driver, the unsaid words were more terrifying.
Forty minutes later, the driver led them to the scene of the incident.
As soon as Daniel stepped out of the car, his face darkened further.
The surroundings were remnants of a half-demolished ruin. Its outskirts were covered by a large nursery of greenery, where a variety of trees densely overlaid each other. It was indeed an excellent place to commit crimes and obliterate traces.
The location was secluded, a small pathway led about three or four hundred meters ahead to a junction. Taking the junction would lead to a highway that had no surveillance for quite a distance.
