The look in Jay's eyes darkened. "So it was hiding right under my nose.”
"Mr. President, it looks like that person understands you well,” said Storm.
Jay replied, "Which is why he could play tricks right under my nose.”
His voice was light, but his tone was as if it came straight out of hell. He sounded like he wanted to choke the breath out of his victim.
Storm clenched his fist, roaring, "Mr. President, I'll go and catch those scaredy-cats out of their hidey-hole!"
Jay became calm. "Go to Sycamore Annex. The kids are staying there with their grandparents. Bring them away from here tonight."
"Mr. President?” Storm was unwilling to leave the president at this moment when he needed someone b y his side.
"Be good."
"Yes.” Storm hung his head and left Fragrant Vessel Court reluctantly.
Jay stood beside the narrow window, his gaze piercing through the pitch-black night sky as if he was looking for a way out in the darkness. He was looking for a ray of light.
Sycamore Annex.
Storm sneaked into Sycamore Annex.
According to the map he had registered in his mind beforehand, he was in Baby Robbie's and the others' room.
On the kid-sized bed under the dinosaur-patterned blanket was a little clump of something.
Storm frowned. Why was this kid sleeping with his head completely covered?
When he opened up the covers, he realized that it was just a long pillow underneath.
Storm silently exclaimed and immediately retreated outside.
At that moment, a weak light illuminated Jack Ares' study.
Jack sat in front of the study table, holding a small medicine bag in his hand. He was deep in thought.
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