Chapter 135 Of All Places

"We're here, Mr. Ingerton."

An expensive car stopped in front of a junction. Harry peered at the narrow and ancient-looking alley, frowning. "You sure?"

Why would Boss be here, of all places? There was a market nearby where elderly men and women were bargaining with the sellers.

Harry had never been to a place like this since he entered the business industry.

Reagan said, "This is Clearwater Alley. Or do you want to look for her in the hospital opposite this place?"

"A hospital? No, no." Harry pointed at the alley. "This will do as long as we're in the right place."

The possibility of Boss working in a hospital was even lower, with how lazy she was and how averse she was to the stench of blood.

While he spoke, Harry leaped out of the car and walked, followed by his group of bodyguards clad in black.

Anyone not in the know would assume that he was a gangster, what with this casual lawlessness he was exhibiting.

Although Harry had a smile on his face, he didn't look like a