Chapter 325

Sloane froze for a moment, looking toward the Cayman in the car.

The driver was a girl in her early twenties, quite pretty, but her eyes had this vacant, empty look. Facing the crowd of people outside, pointing and yelling at her, her face showed pure terror as she started crying.

Sloane let out a cold laugh. Now she's scared?

Logan asked her, "Ms. Mercer, should we call the police?"

Sloane nodded