Chapter Twenty Two_Hunt Begin

Detective Kesley felt extremely tired, and fatigued.

He had spent days on the long trail, breaking down doors, breaking stubborn people, and breaking through clues.

He had gotten many leads, and he had followed them all.

He knew he would be tailed, but the body bags were beginning to bother him.

He really felt sorry for the dead Angel Mafia supplier.

The man was the ultimate help in the clue line.

Too bad he died before he could reveal more.

As for the man he left tied up, Detective Kesley knew that the man would be in boiling oil, for his failure in killing him.

"He would surely know what it feels like, to be at the sucking end of life," he smiled.

Talking of those that deserved to be sucked by life, A1 had vanished by the time he trudged home from his mission.

Not that he expected her to be waiting for him, to come and arrest her, but still.