“Sir Daemon, we have located Erick.”
From intently looking at the documents he gathered on the narcotics business of the Farrows, he looked at Elon, his systems operations manager he gave a task to look into the accident years ago.
The man he’s been looking for since the disappearance of Devon finally came to the surface. The driver of the car that’s been in the accident. He survived the wreck according to an intel report he received but he was unable to track him all this time.
“After all these years? And you only managed to find him by now? Are you all really that incompetent?” He lit a cigarette and glanced at the photo frame of Devon and Emily on his desk that he kept for years. “Where is he?”
“Sir, we didn’t find him. He turned himself in and recorded a video for you.”
“Where is
