I saw Carroll sitting in the back seat.
His smiling eyes, his cold jawline, and his Adam's apple...
I felt sore in my nose, and tears welled up in my eyes.
"Carroll, I almost got killed!"
I threw myself into his arms and told him what had just happened.
My snot and tears stained his clothes.
His expression became grim after I finished my story. "Where is he?"
Sniffing, I said in a sobbing voice, "Peter tied him up!"
"Okay." Carroll frowned. "Peter finally did something good."
"However, he let his apartments to those swindlers, and his tenant got a lot of money from scams!" I complained.
I was not stupid. I could tell that that swindler knew Peter.
According to what the swindler had said, it seemed every tenant in this building was a crook.
Carroll stro
