Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 772 Any News About Her?

“Huh? What’s that about your dinner?”

Deirdre told Tobey how everything had gone down, and the young man chuckled. “Ha, I knew you’ve got the magic, Dee,” he remarked.

A cool evening wind billowed, and he smoothed her hair. “Too bad that cost you your dinner, though. But you’re in luck. There is a pretty good grill stall in town, and according to rumors, they have less oily and flavorful options. Wanna give that a try?”

“Sounds great! I happen to think today’s progress calls for a celebration.”

Tobey clapped the cushion of a share-bike. “Get into my sweet ride for the evening, miss. I am but your humble chauffeur.”

Deirdre got onto the backseat and tightly held the edge of Tobey’s shirt. He started to pedal, and the two set sail into the wind.

During a few seemingly trivial seconds, an Audi brushed past them.

ahead,” Sam reported as he scanned the neighborhood. “Do you want to visit him now that

Compared to the dazzling neon lights outside, the crisscrossing shadows haunting the car interior only added more to the somber, lonesome air within. Half of the man’s face was shrouded only his pale violet lips and his sharp,

rolled the window down. The light from outside sprayed all over his

of that belied the

able to sleep well. He would

an old man’s rest more than anything.

“Any news?”

or developed as Neve is, and surveillance of its citizens is near non-existent here,” he explained slowly.” That’s not counting the constant flow of tourists and people from other

answer is simple.

almost defeated. “Not yet.” He straightened up a little. “It’s not like we don’t have a single clue, though. I managed to track down the hotel Miss McKinnon stayed in a few days ago. According to the staff, they arrived at the western part of the city via a car-they overheard it from their conversation as the two were

“She would run all the

Sam held his breath.

large enough to provide abortion procedures is being watched by one of our own. If she visits any one of them, we’ll