The next day, Bob's face was all over the town, posters had been posted all over town with his face on it and WANTED written in bold ink and in capital letters.
One week later, the police called Maxwell and Morgana to the station. "It looks like Bob is no longer in New York, I don't know how he managed to escape us, because there are checkpoints everywhere."
"Are you trying to say we are not safe?" Morgana asked.
"If he fled then you are but if he is here but just hiding then I'm sorry to say this, you are not. We've checked all properties in his name but there's nothing, we couldn't find him in any. Does he have any other property that is not registered under his name?" The officer asked Morgana.
"I don't know.... The person you should be asking that question is Phoebe, she should know something we don't." Morgana muttered.