Max motioned for the meeting to be adjourned and took out his phone and glanced at it. Confirming that the message was what Jared needed exactly, he immediately walked out of the conference room and made a phone call. “Mr. Johnston, it is me. Lucifer’s proxy account is online again.”
Jared’s hands clenched the steering wheel as he slammed on the brake. His car came to a stop as the tires screeched loudly in protest. He narrowed his eyes and asked, “Where is the location?”
Max was stunned when he opened the detailed coordinates. “How-how is that possible?”
Jared frowned. “What is wrong?”
“It is in front of the Royal Creek Institute, in your café!”
“What?” Jared was shocked.
had been trying to track down was now in his café. He searched high and low, only to find the target was in a place where he least expected. A smile crept up his face with a Hunter-like look in his eyes. He performed a sharp U-turn and drove toward the
looked grave. He drove at the fastest speed possible and arrived in front of the Royal Creek Institute, then he threw the car
in the café, and suddenly his eyes fell on the spot where Nicole usually sat. There was still a cup of coffee on the table. “Did Miss Riddle come before?” A staff
called. Are you looking for her?” Jared’s gaze deepened at hearing that.
as soon as possible. The café was in a strategic location, and it was during peak hours with a
program he wrote could pinpoint the coordinates, but because there were too many connections to the café’s Wi-Fi network, there was no way to tell which computer it was. Jared let