Chapter 70
Jack
"Hello." I answer.
"Sorry for the interruption, but you asked us to call if anything suspicious happened." The voice on the other end says.
"Hmm." I respond.
"We had someone access the CCTV at the bus station. It was someone high up — we couldn't block the information from leaking. Sorry, sir."
My fingers tighten around the phone. A cold wave slides down my spine. I'd asked the best friends to give me their mapped route, deleted nearly every trace from gas stations and bus stops, scrubbed everything I could reach. Yet, somehow, it wasn't enough.
I have to prepare for the worst-case scenario.
"Understood. Thank you. Do inform me if anything else comes up," I say, then end the call.
The silence that follows feels extremely loud.
***
Nolan
Ciel closes the door suspiciously, and the hairs on the back of my neck rise.
"What are you doing?" I ask cautiously.
"It's time for our second lesson."
