Chicago police department!

After our flight, which lasted for 3hours.. we arrived at Chicago.

Peter sent our bags to Thanatos penthouse, while the rest of us decided to call at the police station.

Currently, we're listening to the recorded conversation.

But while this is going on, an old man whom I just got to know as Mr Roman, is glaring daggers at ma Gloria.

"Ahem!" An officer cleared his throat. "Mr Roman, what do you have to say about this? Did you had this conversation?" He asked the old man.

Mr Roman simply glared at ma Gloria and scoffed, he refused to speak a word.

"I'll take your silence as...