Chapter 455 Lost Without a Trace

Mr. Zachariah was fuming, but Ethan didn't even spare him a glance.

If he kept throwing a tantrum now, he'd only end up making a fool of himself.

One of Zavala's men leaned in and murmured, "Sir... I heard Ethan cracked several major cases lately. Do you think it might be because of that girl?"

Their two squads had always been neck and neck in performance.

But lately, Ethan's team had been on a winning streak-solving big cases one after another and getting major recognition from higher-ups.

Zavala shot him a glare.

"What nonsense are you babbling? We solve cases based on skill. You think a teenage girl is the reason for all that?"

He'd always believed in his own strength—and never looked-twice at anyone else's.

“But Captain, there's no smoke without fire. We used to be evenly matched with them, and now they're leaps ahead. There has to be a reason, right?"

Zavala had been ready to storm off in frustration, but hearing that, he hesitated.

Instead, he dragged over a chair and sat down.

Fine. He'd stay and watch. Let's see what trick Ethan had up his sleeve.

Inside the cool-toned, neon-lit control room, Simon led Tessa through a maze of high-tech systems.

On the walls, holographic

it?" Simon asked. He knew Tessa was good with computers, but

gave him

are you seriously underestimating

like this

rubbed the back of his head

only just got this equipment ourselves. I barely know how to use

at

"You didn't find anything?"

of the councilman's pheromones," Simon explained, handing over the data files. "But they were basically useless. According to the residual trail, the

Lost Without

ago. After that nothing. It's like

to refer to the councilman-his

slept for days, and

I'll take

system and started parsing through

hacking into the Werewolf Council's

Simon whispered, half in

girl was

I need

his mouth

him,

just disappear into thin

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