#Chapter86

Finally-01

Hunter's p.o.v.

New York city?

No.

I cross out another possible address of Soldo from my ideas.

The office was closed by now because the time, I assume is between five and six and I'm seated in my office with an almost empty bottle of whiskey.

I'm having a dinner with Mr. Reid tomorrow and I have no intentions of telling him what is going on yet but the fact that I'm at the greatest standstill in life is pricking at my soul.

I bring my focus back to what I have at hand.

Los Angeles.

When I heard last about him, that was his location and Soldo...