Part 82 # The Wolves

Adam Hart was seen biting his fingernails until it were bleeding when the call he was waiting for did not get a response.

"Damn it!" He slammed the telephone receiver on the table in anger.

"How was it? Where is the murderer? Why isn't she picking up your calls?" said Abigail grumpily.

The woman looked annoyed because Adam didn't give her the results she expected.

Abigail had lost her patience because Arren was nowhere to be found.

"Stop nagging, Abbey! I don't know where she is either!" said Adam curtly, who, this time, seemed to be glaring at the telephone with pent-up anger.

He was also panicked, just like his sister-in-law. How could he know everything? If the killer he sent never gave a report.

"Go to her base! You fool!"

"I don't know the new base!"

"Good grief!!!" Abigail threw her bag at Adam with overflowing emotion. In her entire life, she had never cooperated so recklessly like this.

Adam Hart is a complete idiot and incompetent man. Abigail felt sorry for handing over the c