Finlay turned his head awkwardly, and Jack swore he must have heard someone swallowing saliva.

"Are our reinforcements confirmed?" Reicher quickly flashed the food on his plate, wiping his mouth with a tissue.

"Probably, Hannah said she would surprise me, it looks like a new friend has joined."

Jack savedly saved a large roasted rib for the end, deliberately approaching Finlay, and the bones creaked.

"Almost, watch out for him biting you."

Some of the unbearable Reicher actually broke the siege for the black detective for the first time, and Jack's eyes widened innocently, how did the relationship between the two suddenly change for the better?

"Let's get out early, after finishing those guys, I want to see Joey sooner." Raicher stood up and motioned for Jack to stop grinding.

"I thought you two brothers were on a pretty strange relationship, how long have you not been in touch before? I don't even know what your brother is doing. ”

Jack put away the garbage on the table and poured it into the trash can on the side, the habit here is quite interesting, the guests clean up by themselves.

"What's the problem? I used to be in the army all the time, reporting on time every day, and now that I'm gone, I want to see the country in my own way, without any worries. Reicher raised an eyebrow.

"You don't have a healthy life like this, you wander the world with a toothbrush and a few hundred dollars in cash, you have no fixed home, everyone needs a job, a goal."

Finlay finally finished the spinach salad that looked terrible, helped clean it up, and kindly ordered a portion to be packed for them to bring to Roseco and the Huburg family.

"Every month I receive retirement benefits on my Western Union account, is your goal to waste time in this remote southern town?" Raicher sneered.

Finlay was speechless, so he could only change the subject and ask, "What do we do next?" Going straight to Paul Hudberg's house? No one seems to be following us right now. ”

"It's us and not you, let's go around town, let the troublemakers follow, it's time for you to go back to the police, Rosecott isn't here, we need an eyeliner." Jack said.

"Well, you can just vent your energy, and I'll go and go to the dog under Tiller's cane, and be played around by him." Finlay looked like a deflated ball, listless.

"Don't do that, you have a lot of tasks to do." Jack reassured.

"The identity of the deceased under the overpass should come out, you have to go to the morgue first, get the relevant information, and in addition, you need to screen your two men."

"You mean Baker and Stevenson? Is it necessary? Finlay was puzzled.

"If they're all black cops, forget it, but if someone is innocent, do you guess that Kleiner's people have suffered a loss at our hands, will they find innocent people?"

"I have a feeling that little Kleiner killed your former director Morrison at the behest of his father, it was too high-profile, and it doesn't look like an old fox who can keep a low profile in Margrave for more than ten years."

Finlay nodded in agreement, "Indeed, well, I'll do my best, I'm biased towards Stevenson's innocence, and it feels like his concern for the Heburgs is genuine." ”

"Either way, you have to be careful, we don't want to come back tomorrow to help you find the ball pinned to the wall."

With that, Jack drove away and wandered back around town, where Reicher went to the gun shop and bought two boxes of .44 Magnum bullets.

Seeing that it was getting dark, and making sure that the tail was followed by the buttocks, the two of them got back into the car unhurriedly and drove to the address of Paul Heborg's family.

"I think our thinking is a little misguided, and if you want to know who has a problem, you can just check their bank accounts."

Looking at the luxurious villa in front of him and the Bentley Bentayga parked in front of the door, Jack remembered that he had seen Paul's wife drive a Jaguar when he came to pick him up.

"Then check it out, you were right before, it's hard to say that they won't do it to the innocent."

Raicher jumped out of the car and looked into the distance, where three cars were parked, one of which was the same black Mercedes they had seen before.

"It's arrogant enough, and I'm not afraid of being discovered by us at all." Jack rang the doorbell, and they were greeted by a nervous Rosecott with a gun in hand.

"Hey, are you alright?" Seeing that the corners of Racher's mouth were bruised, Rose reached out and touched his cheek with some distress.

"He's fine, just careless and didn't flash." Jack played a joke that no one in this world understood, and then lit up the bag in his hand.

"I brought you something to eat, have you packed up your things?"

Probably hearing the movement, a blonde young woman with a quiet temperament and good maintenance walked into the living room and looked at the two who had just entered the door.

"Are you Mr. Tavol and Mr. Reicher?"

"Charlie, right? Just call me Jack, call him Big Jack or Raycher. Jack handed over the food he had just packed at the barbecue.

"Hurry up and grab a bite to eat, and we'll leave as soon as it gets dark."

"Thank you, Paul came home and talked about you, thanks to the two of you for protecting him in prison."

Charlie beckoned two seven or eight-year-old girls out to eat, but she watched from the sidelines, looking worried.

Jack motioned for Roseco to help watch over the two children, and the three of them came to the next kitchen to talk.

"When did Paul go missing?" Raicher asked.

"Yesterday when I got home, he said he was going to meet with some people and settle the bank, and then he went out, and I woke up this morning to find that he hadn't come home, and the phone was forwarded to voicemail, and then I heard that something had happened to Director Morrison's house, and I was very scared."

The blonde young woman choked up and quickly covered her mouth with her hand, for fear of being heard by the two children outside.

"Paul and I have been together since our freshman year at the University of Georgia, and he's never stayed overnight, not once, and I knew something must have happened to him, so I quickly called Stevenson."

"So, you know what Paul has to say, and that's why you're so scared when you know what happened to the Morrison family."

Raicher was keenly aware that something was wrong.

Charlie's expression was a little panicked, and her gaze involuntarily avoided his gaze.

Jack poked the big man and signaled that now was not the time for him to pursue these things.

"Mrs. Heburgh." He changed his name in a serious tone.

"If I'm not mistaken, Paul is just hiding, and if Kleiner's men had done it, they would have taken you and the children at the same time to threaten him, that's their way of doing things."

"But you're also in danger right now, and we're going to take you to Atlanta, where we have friends who can help protect you and the kids."

Charlie nodded with tears in her eyes, "Rose told me that as long as I can keep the children safe, I will tell you everything I know." ”

If I can't do it, I will book farther and farther away from the boutique to ask for a monthly pass!

(End of chapter)