Joshua Sulliven was glaring angrily at the somewhat foolish woman in front of him. He took off his suit and draped it over her. After buckling two buttons with his patience, he pulled her without uttering a word, as if to take her somewhere unknown.
Stuart Truman and several strong men followed him. Joshua Sulliven remained silent and ordered: "Keep searching. I want the assassin found, even if you have to dig three feet into the ground!"
"Yes Sir!"
Stuart Truman replied in a loud voice. Despite his solemn expression, he couldn't help but roll his eyes when Joshua Sulliven's figure disappeared from his sight.
I wonder sir... is this the best way?
No one saw the gun you fired, but I did...
You're clearly regretting it yourself, but you refuse to admit it. I guess only you would come up with such a method to go back on your word.
Ah... you feel at ease now, but where am I supposed to find someone, let alone dig the ground three feet deep? As if...
