"Did you find him?"
Drake tried to sit up when Mr Hao pushed the door open. With the look on Mr Hao's face, he knew what to expect. A bad news!
"That's unlike you, Mr Hao. He couldn't had escaped."
"Forgive me Young Master."
Mr Hao bowed, reluctant to raise his head and look him in the eyes.
"Tell me what happened in details. How did he escape?"
Drake also was reluctant to drop the case. He wanted to get to the root of it. He shouldn't be blamed of course, he knew what Mr Hao was capable of.
"The fool pushed an old man in a wheel chair to my way while trying to escape. The old man almost fell off the chair, I had to let him go so I could help the man."
"Oh."
Drake should be satisfied, but he wanted more.
"How could an old man be wheeling himself through the hallway? Was there nobody with him?"