Silas played dead in the Mercedes van, pretending for a long time, waiting until everything was silent, then cautiously crawled out of the vehicle.
He poked his head out, looked around, and seeing no one, he sighed in relief.
He crawled out of the car and approached the bodies of Tome and Gabriel. Looking at the two cold corpses, Silas felt a wave of fear.
What should he do now?
His mind was racing with indecision.
Running away would be easy, but if he didn’t report to the Jake family, Silas felt that sooner or later he would be caught by their people.
“Forget it, life and death are the same, I still have to report to the family.”
Silas took a drag of his cigarette to calm himself, then pulled out his phone and called the Jake family’s head butler.
“Hello, uncle Auden, it’s Silas.
