Chapter 487- Change
George slammed the fist onto the desk, making the papers and a half-empty cup rattle. His glare was burning the police officer who was sitting in his seat. Despite being a high-ranked officer, he could feel the sweat tickling down his spine.
"You mean to tell me," George’s voice was dangerously calm, "with all the resources at your disposal, you couldn’t find one girl in Sangua City?"
When the officer tried to speak, a hoarse whisper came out of his mouth, "Sir... we searched... "
"Oh. Did you?" George cut him off, bending forward, "Then where is she?"
When the officer didn’t utter another word, George felt frustration bubbling up in his chest, "The girl is lost. CCTV footage is nowhere. And you don’t have any idea who that man was... who carried her."
He wanted to burn down the police station. He wanted to burn the whole fux*cking world.
"Sir," the officer hesitated, "She ... she must have had help. Someone might be hiding her."
"Wow!" George let out a sharp laugh, shaking his head, "So, now you’re telling me that someone is out there outsmarting an entire police force?" his tone had mockery in it.
His frustration was building up with each passing day because even the competent investigators he had hired privately hadn’t gotten any clue.
He exhaled harshly, feeling his patience snapping, "You better find her, officer, because... if you don’t... I promise you won’t like how I handle things."
George shot a cold, lingering glare at the officer, the one that sent a chill down the man’s spine, before storming out of his office.