AAMON
Richard looked at us. I can see how his sweat dripped down from his forehead. “Guys, hurry. Aren’t you finished? I see the guards roving. Hurry,”
“Shut up, Richard. Relax, and we’re doing our task,” Michael hissed at him.
We were reviewing the CCTV when we heard Charles. “Hey, hey, hey! Look here! That’s a limo, right? Forgive me. I really don’t know much about cars.”
Kevin and Michael looked at Charles's monitor. “Yes, that’s a black limo.”
“I think that’s the car. But can we see it? Is it tinted?” I asked.
“I don’t think it’s very tinted since the old woman managed to see Larissa inside. But, that is because she saw the car in person. But the CCTV given its angle, I don’t think we can confirm who the passenger is inside the car,” Charles replied.
We all took a deep breath.
