Lucas Walker grimly answered him with two words.
"Continue!"
"Sir Duke!" The pilot's voice suddenly rang in his headset, "There's a message for you on the radio, from the Duke's Residence."
"Get it." He ordered immediately.
"Sir Duke, it's me, Mary." The old maid's voice echoed quickly, "The miss just called."
Lucas Walker steadied the headset, "What did she say?"
"The miss said she is on a cargo ship near the Aden Gulf, also, she... she has encountered pirates."
One sentence was enough to plunge him into a state of extreme anxiety.
Hearing the first part, Lucas Walker's heart slightly relaxed, but hearing the latter, it twisted into a knot.
"What else did she say?"
"The miss..." Mary thought for a moment, "Oh yes, she also said... Hancock, yes, Hancock... It's a Hancock Company cargo ship!"
"What else did she say?"
"Nothing... no more."
Lucas Walker spun around and darted into his helicopter.
