Kyle Lowe furrowed his brow, finished messaging Zoe Bell, and calculated that the car ride from the hospital to the old residence had reached the suburban area. Although surveillance was now widespread, some parts of the suburb still lacked monitoring.
He suppressed the uneasy feeling in his heart and quickly located the car's position.
The vehicle was found stationary on a road in the Suburb of Capital City, unmoved.
Immediately,
he made a call to William Hale.
In the company, because the New Year's project decisions were delayed, the office atmosphere was tense. William Hale had recently packed next month's workload into the current one, extremely busy.
The phone vibrated, his brow furrowing tighter.
Seeing it was Kyle Lowe, a sudden anxiety gripped him.
Ever since he had followed Zoe Bell, he hardly ever contacted him, especially not during work hours. He answered, "What's up?"
"I can't reach my wife at the moment."
"..."
