Chapter 382. The Missing Employee

Ria

It was a small place and the proprietor, a Sikh gentleman with his bright blue turban, looked up at them questioningly over the top of his spectacles, as they approached the counter.

Only a handful of customers were around and Ria saw that there were just two assistants, probably, the owner’s family, she thought as she noticed the striking similarities between them.

Philippe had stepped up to the counter, his cold expression making the older man freeze. The Capo was already speaking to him, authority resounding in his voice when Ria moved to stand beside him, feeling dwarfed by the big, muscular man beside her.

’We are looking for Erin Dorsey. I was told he works here,’ stated Philippe without a preamble. The man behind the counter looked alarmed his eyes taking in Philippe’s dominating presence and dark jacket and well-dressed looks.

“Erin? Is he in some trouble? Who are you? Are you from the police?’ The man was flustered and he k