"Pops, may tawag galing kay Crime Scene Investigator Fernandez." Augustus handed me his phone and I immediately took it.

"Fernandez,"

"Zamora, I have something to discuss to you and Woodwell about the triple homicide that happened last-last month."

"Meet us at the HQ in North. Priamos' handling the North, it would be easy for us to talk there." I muttered and glanced at Augustus who's standing near the door.

I cleared my throat and walked a bit to keep a distance. I've never been this anxious in my whole fucking life.

I'm quite wondering why he has a connection with my men, especially Augustus. I shook my head when a bad idea came into my mind. Pull yourself together, Dashiel. It's impossible that he's the quisling.