"Sir, he is not at the Salisbur residence either."
"Well? Find another! Just how many residences can that b-stard own?"
The two men nodded tiredly and left for another search with probably no results.
Pointless.
It was all pointless.
Emiliano is a rat. He is good at causing damage, stealing, sneaking and hiding. I need a trap. One good enough to lure him out.
But he already has Luther.
And that is his only weakness.
He is hiding him good enough for the police not to find him.
I am not the only one on a witch hunt for Luther.
For a week, the national television did nothing but drag his name through the mud.
Terrorist.
A killer.
A bloodthirsty heir with an opulent lifestyle.
A manwh-re.
A corrupt politician.
They hired some poor second-hand actors to ramble some senseless story about how Luther used to be a bully.
The national public ate that up despite the bad acting. Which says a lot about our nation, but I digress.
