Chapter 694. A Crime

Sheila squinted at him. It seemed to make some sense now, but she was still trying to connect the dots. “That must be where you received the call.”

“Yes,” Henry snapped his fingers. “The network is poor enough to track him at that location but strong enough to receive calls. We’ll find the route around there,” he added and then completed the turn.

“Shi*t!” Sheila cursed under her breath as she finally understood his explanation.

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Bexford, Bethanna

“Over here,” Dave stepped out of the store and signalled to Samantha who was on the other side of the road.

They connected again fifteen minutes after separating to escape the FOX.

“Do you care for a drink?” Dave offered her a can of soda after she got to his side.

“No, thanks,” Samantha politely refused.

“I think I said that wrongly,” Dave chuckled mischievously, still holding out the drink. “You’ve got to have it, Sam. I got it for you.”

She looked at his face in hesitation.<