Kendrick glared at Otto and gritted his teeth. "Fine. Let's scram. I'm not afraid. As long as I'm alive, I'll get him sooner or later!"

He kicked the chair in anger. He turned around and no longer looked at Otto.

Seeing Kendrick's angry figure, Otto smiled. "Let him be," he mused.

At least he would still be alive.

Otto turned around to instruct one of the men. "Inform the others who are still on a search to call off the search. Get them to find their own way back."

"Okay!"

…

That night, a group of men surrounded the building Kendrick was staying in. A while later, a man in black came running toward a sport utility vehicle parked by the side of the road. "They're all gone."

A man's chuckle came from inside the car. "He ran away so quickly. Since when has he become so smart?"

The man in black asked, "Should we go after them?"

"No need." The gruff voice coming from the car paused for a while. "Go and check who was having a business meal in North Etoile last night. I'm looking