Clint Zuckerberg understood and instantly started to investigate.

Amos Granger leaned against the chair, reminiscing the feeling of Eudora George lying on his body just now.

However, over time, the feeling dissipated. Amos frowned and called Clint over.

"I'm going home. You should have a good rest too. We'll talk about it tomorrow if anything comes up."

After leaving the building, Amos drove straight home.

The house was pitch-dark. Amos pushed the door open and went in. Looking at the closed door on the second floor, he couldn't muster the courage to go upstairs.

After a moment of stupor, he went to the sofa next to him and sat down....