CHAPTER 108: A FATHER'S ADVICE

MICHAEL

"Sir, I'm going to ask you once again. Are you certain about your plan? Because once we finalize everything, there's no turning back," Jack asked, respectfully expressing his caution with the choices I had laid out.

From London to Hampton, these guys had left their hometown to work on this case with me, all except for Woody, who stayed behind to keep an eye and ear on the hideouts and the news surrounding Elena.

Sitting in the backyard with a bottle of beer in my hand, I reflected on the plan I had proposed to them and nodded.

What's a plan without some risk?

"Yes, that's my final decision."

"If you ask me, I'd agree with this," Detective Han stated, sitting by the recliner with his laptop on his lap, attentively listening to the conversation. "We can wire you, tag you, and have a team on standby in case things go south."

"Alright, the question is, how are we going to locate this Frederick Solon? He never stays in one place," Jack asked, pointing his forefinger at a printed ph