Chapter 222. It's Not Illegal Dr*gs

FOX Underground Facility,

EPA Hill, Bexford.

“Have you traced all of the men who was in his office today?” Evelyn asked the officer sitting at the center. The open office containing tables and chairs for over twenty different officers had only four of them presently in it, the others had closed for the day. Evelyn was pacing slowly around, she had a pack of chocolate bars in her hand and she picked often from it to her mouth.

The agent who had dropped her off in the morning was the one sitting at the table in the center, the other two agents were sitting at other sides.

“Yes, not one of them seem to have any connection with the Wolves or the previous suspects,” the junior agent answered.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, they were all there for farm businesses.” he answered.

Evelyn turned to the female officer at the left. “I called you after I placed the tracker on his car, did you check his movements today?”

“Yes, I followed everything from the