Chapter 39

James ventured, “For you?”

One look from Tyrone had James mentally kicking himself for his casual address, “I–I understand. On it.”

“Find out who that guy is.”

Internally, James was groaning. Which guy? Could he get a hint, please? Luckily, he was quick; it struck him- probably that dude in the photo with Quintessa.

“Got it.”

“And I want to know everything about her for the past three years.”

sir,” James nodded.

temples. Running errands for Mr. York was surely Shirley,

head. Tyrone wanted her whereabouts over three years now,

Ha

it out, surprised; it was Rachel, his brow furrowing in annoyance. He wasn’t fond of Rachel

hoped that tweaking Tyrone’s ego would brighten her mood, if only a

the brief flicker of joy extinguished. After waiting at home

and she had yet

she stepped onto the balcony in her pajamas and lit at cigarette, mocking herself.

delight, yet ticking Tyrone off would eventually just set herself up for trouble since the situation was

seriously couldn’t just bite the bullet..

was sick of this plight; there were still tons of things she needed to do. She must find a breakthrough, unwilling to remain trapped in

her out of her reverie. A man and a woman were there, seeking thrills in the dead of night.

railing and gasping loudly, exclaimed, “No one’s

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cigarette dangling from his lips and clothes neat, replied coolly, “So what if

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