NovelEnglish
Chapter 560
Sheryl told her, "Come home soon." "Yeah," Irene replied, before leaving in a taxi to the nearest precinct-she did not call
for the chauffeur since she thought he had left to get a dog.
Arriving at the precinct, she spoke to an officer on duty.
"A missing person?"
"Yes." Irene replied.
"How long has it been since you noticed that he went missing?" the officer asked as he recorded the details.
"Two days," Irene replied, but she did not actually know how long Ricky had gone missing, specifically—all she knew was
that 48 hours was long enough to build a case.
"Do you have any further details about the missing person?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIrene told the officer everything she could about Ricky, and the officer told her, "Please leave a number. We will contact
you immediately once we find him."
"Okay," Irene said, and did as she was told.
As she stepped out, she stood at the doorway for a moment, deciding that she had to pin her hopes on the cops for
now.
This was her only option, too-she had no one to go to after James's accident.
When she stopped a taxi, however, she unwittingly turned to notice someone watching her nearby.
He quickly hid behind a pine tree when she noticed him.
When Irene walked over to the tree, however, the person already left, leaving her puzzled.
Was she seeing things?
Still, a taxi had arrived, and she hailed it, heading straight home.
Soon, the taxi returned to the apartment and she aligned.
However, she heard a commotion just as she was about to head inside the apartment block, and she turned to find
two burly black-clad men subduing a shady man wearing a baseball cap.
Irene walked over to them, and one of the black-clad men promptly said, ’ He’s been tailing you."
Irene raised a brow. So she was not imagining things outside the precinct- someone was really tailing her?
She was certainly curious as to who would want to tail her and she said,' Show me his face."
The bodyguards took off the man's cap and lifted his face, but Irene did not recognize him. ' Who sent you?"
One of black-clad men punched the man in the gut right then, sending him to the floor, clutching the stomach and
trembling as he curled into a ball.
"Oof..."
Irene coldly asked, "Who sent you?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe man still would not talk. "I'm just paid to do this."
As such, the bodyguards straightened him out, and he soon spilled his guts.
"Stop! I'm just a nobody... A street thug! There's just this mysterious person who came to US one day, paying US off and
telling US to work for them.
They wore a mask, SO we don't know their name, or whether they were a man or a woman-there's just a handful of us,
and since the mysterious person was quite generous, we're quite happy to play along..."
"How do we reach them?” one of the bodyguards asked.
"I have his number," the street thug replied.
The bodyguard took the phone out of the street thug's pocket and held out the phone at him. "Call them."
The street thug did not want to keep getting beaten up, so he quickly scrolled through his contacts, found the number,
and called it.
His call was soon answered!
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