You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 1205

"You're underestimating Frank. How do you know he can't spot it?" Otis rebuked coldly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Robertson," Eugene said, hastily lowering his head, not daring to make a fuss.

"What's going on with General Ralph?" Otis inquired.

"He has been moved to a new safe house and everything is properly placed. His followers would never expect that." Eugene returned cautiously.

"By the way, Mr. Robertson, recently General Ralph's followers seem to have reduced their activities. There's not much movement, have they given up?"

"No way. The old guys can't give up easily." Otis stood up, he raised his wrist to check his watch, it was ten o'clock in the evening.

The long night has just begun and there is still a long way to go before dawn.

"Now, the more calm the old guys are, the less good it is. A dog that makes a fuss is not fierce; it's the wolf that doesn't make a sound that bites. There must be a reason behind why they have reduced their activities, either they have reached an agreement or have contacted the outside." Otis suddenly pushed the window open with force.

The cold wind, laced with snowflakes, poured in.

In his ears, the wind whistles.

"Mr. Robertson, what do you mean?" Eugene was a little confused.

"Dumbass, isn't my point clear? They must have a new plan, someone out there has hooked up with them." Otis snarled.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Robertson."

Eugene raised his hand and wiped the sweat running down his forehead. Mr. Robertson looked very calm, but he wasn't.

He was responsible for Charlotte's escape, and he failed to catch her afterwards. He was deeply afraid that Otis would take it out on him.

The main thing is that his sister, a hostage, is now in Otis's hands.

Otis looked out the window.