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2024-10-29 19:42:56From the ceremony at the funeral home, to the funeral ending with people starting to disperse. Lion never stopped monitoring the semi-passive point recorded on his phone screen. He did not know why the coordinates that were vaguely found did not fully display the tracked location. Lion was sure that Theo had programmed the app with the highest level of refinement. He should have had no difficulty in trying to locate Rose through the wedding ring she was wearing. But the image display was like a wave of manipulation. A few mistakes sometimes made the dot flicker, even disappear.
"Have you found where Miss Rose is?" Travis beside him got involved. Lion shook his head vaguely in response. "I think Miss Rose is in a place that no one can access, including this." He held up his cell phone and showed Travis a system leak. "We'll have to find another way." Lion confirmed as he looked at Travis gesturingly. "We can start whereRelated chapters
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