Chapter 94: Jerome Nichols' Last Day On Earth

In front of Jerome Nichols' street was a black van. At the back of the van were the tied Werewolf Hunters. Cheyenne sat at the back of the van since she couldn't risk being seen in front of the van.

In the driver's seat was Landon who had a cap on his head as he watched the quiet night boredly.

"Is everything alright back there?" He suddenly asked, glancing at the mirror.

Cheyenne opened the barricade and made an 'okay' sign with her thumb. Landon nodded and faced his front again.

"I sent people to the old location and they returned saying there was nothing there. The location of the slaughterhouse was moved, wasn't it?" Cheyenne questioned the two men threateningly.

Still scared out of their minds, the two men shook their heads vigorously.

"I only came from the east recently. So I have no idea the slaughterhouse was moved!" The Caucasian one hurriedly said.

"Yes, the location was moved. But I swear I have no idea where it's located!" The second man who was Asian said as well.