You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 1172

The Heath residence.

Otis sat on the couch, lit a cigar and puffed hard.

The ashtray in front of him was filled with cigarette butts.

His face was livid, and his forehead was clearly swollen with veins. All the blood in his body had rushed to his face, and his eyes were as red as a wild animal.

"Asshole!"

Everyone was trembling when they heard his thunderous voice.

"Mr. Robertson, I'm sorry." Eugene was so frightened that his face was white and he hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"It's been a few days! So many guards! What are you all doing? How dare you let her escape with that Tommy right under your noses!" Otis exploded with anger and stood up violently.

Looking at Eugene, who was already shivering, he was even more angry.

For him, mistakes were never tolerated.

Trash could never be forgiven!

He threw the cigar at the back of Eugene's hand and stamped it down hard with his foot.

Eugene grunted a few times as he grimaced in pain, gritting his teeth to hold back the sharp pain. The slick sweat rolled down the side of his forehead in big globs.

The smell of burning flesh and skin came from the back of his hand and the sole of Otis' shoe.

"Mr. Robertson, I'm sorry. Tommy grew up inside the military, so he was extremely familiar with the routes, plus it rained that night and the rain cleared the traces, so I don't know exactly how they have escaped. So we can never track them down."

Eugene explained in a shaky voice, "By the time we realized they had fled, it was too late. They had already gone away. And, again, we couldn't send people all over the city to search for them, so we couldn't find them."

"Hmph, all of them are trash!" Otis moved his feet.