The sky was turning bright.
Brandon had sat in the courtyard for the whole night. The ashtray was already full of ashes, and Brandon's whole body smelled of tobacco.
Ring, ring, ring!
The phone rang.
The depressed man instantly raised his hand in high spirits and pressed the answer button.
"How is it? Is there any news?"
"Mr. Cassel, we found it! It was Jayce who took Mrs. Cassel away!"
Brandon thought, it is indeed that old bastard!
At the same time, another call came. For some reason, Brandon's first reaction was that it must be Jayce.
He immediately hung up the phone and connected the new call.
The person on the other side of the line did not speak for a long time, but this silence just confirmed his thoughts.
"Mr. Cassel, long time no see."
Brandon thought, sure enough, it is him!