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At night, in a black Chevrolet Trailblazer, the driver’s seat and the front passenger seat were both folded down.

In the driver’s seat, Sarah Mendes, who was disguised as a blonde woman, curiously stared at Henry Gibbs in the front passenger seat, her eyes full of girlish thoughts.

In order to avoid Sarah Mendes’ confusion, Locke tried not to expose too many disguised faces in front of her, anyway, he would disguise himself again after getting off the car.

Looking at the jade body lying next to him, Locke reached into her collar. For young people, sitting in the car was too boring.

He didn’t want Sarah to be too bored waiting. They had been waiting for almost an hour, so he had to find something to distract her.

Sarah Mendes’s task tonight was still to drive to pick him up, so he didn’t need to park the car somewhere and increase the risk of exposure.

After a while, Sarah Mendes’ eyes were filled with lust. Just as Locke was about to ask for more, the girl held his hand.

Sarah Mendes bit her lip and said, “You are Henry now, I don’t want you to touch me now…”

“…”

Locke was stunned.

What kind of logic is this? You just changed your appearance, you are still you!

Are you not Sarah Mendes now?

Seeing Sarah Mendes insist, Locke reluctantly withdrew his hand. It can only be said that the little girl is still very innocent!

If it were Jennifer Gray, she would have turned over and sat on him.

Just as Locke was about to spend some time to break Sarah Mendes’s defense, Jack Williams, the old fox, finally moved on the tracking card map.

It is now 11 o’clock in the evening, and they are now 10 kilometers away from Jack Williams.

Jack Williams probably couldn’t think of anyone who could keep an eye on him from such a distance.

“Get ready…”

Locke adjusted the seat, and Sarah Mendes was stunned for a moment, but soon recovered, and the lust in her eyes quickly disappeared.

However, after Sarah Mendes started the car, Locke hesitated to give instructions, because Jack Williams on the map was circling the community.

Damn, it’s not easy for these guys to survive so long!

Ten minutes later, Jack Williams finally got on the highway. He stopped for a while, probably to change a car, and then he drove into Highway 19.

Locke also asked Sarah Mendes to drive into Highway 19, and their car kept a distance of 10 kilometers from Jack Williams.

After a while, Jack Williams drove into Highway 1, which is the San Diego Highway.

Locke raised his eyebrows. Where is this guy going?

San Diego?

When he arrived at Huntingdun Beach, Jack Williams did not continue to go south, but drove into Highway 39 and drove towards Westminster.

Locke exclaimed again, this guy is really cautious!

Obviously Lakewood can go directly to Westminster, but this guy insisted on taking Highway 1 to make a big circle.

Half an hour later, Jack Williams stopped again, changed a car, and then the car went back, and finally arrived in Beverly Hills.

Soon, Jack Williams stopped.

Locke looked at the location of the red dot on the tracking card map. This is a closed and high-end community in Beverly Hills. This should be Jack Williams’s lair.

Good guy, no wonder he is so cautious!

He actually put his lair in the most famous rich area in the United States.

However, this villa should not be bought in the name of Jack Williams.

With his identity and background, he can’t pass the background check. Other homeowners in the community will never allow the gangster boss to live in the same community with them.

Locke said to Sarah Mendes: “Go to Sunset Boulevard…”

…

After getting off the car, Locke asked Sarah Mendes to leave directly.

Since he returned to Beverly Hills, he didn’t need to be picked up later. He could go home directly or go to Greenberg Manor later.

Moreover, this Chevrolet Trailblazer would be more eye-catching if it drove into the north end of Sunset Boulevard at night.

After a while, a white young man who was jogging at night appeared near Jack Williams’ villa, and then disappeared in the palm trees beside the road.

Entering the green belt, Locke disguised himself as a black man again, wearing a black hood, black simulation gloves, and a black Under Armour sportswear.

Perhaps because he thought this place was very secretive, Jack Williams did not deploy any bodyguards in this villa.

Well, there is a security system, of course, but it can’t stop Locke.

Soon Locke sneaked into the villa. Jack Williams was sitting in the magnificent study and making a phone call. In front of him, there was red wine and cigars.

Both the tone and expression were very different from before.

It’s obvious, here, he is not pretending, he is the boss of the Black Jack organization.

Jack Williams held a cigar in his hand and said in an unquestionable tone: “Keep an eye on Theresa Turner. We all underestimated this woman. I didn’t expect him to be so decisive. Hehe, Peter Turner, this bastard, probably never dreamed that he would die in the hands of this woman…”

“He really thought that wearing shoes was upper class. He forgot how Derek’s used car company came from. He actually threw away his gun and wanted to solve the problem with the law. He is a complete idiot…”

“Don’t contact Theresa Turner. This woman is being watched by the LAPD, and the LAPD is also watching us…”

“When she inherits Peter Turner’s shares, I will let Sean Pierce talk to her. I hope she can keep what Peter Turner promised…”

“…”

Locke raised his eyebrows. Jack Williams didn’t plan to take Derek’s used car company for himself.

When did the gangs become so good!

It seems that he guessed the relationship between Peter Turner and Jack Williams wrongly.

Sean Pierce should be the famous gang lawyer.

He immediately thought of his son, Craven Pierce, Alice Ross’s licker, who finally betrayed this poor woman…

Uh…

Locke pondered for a moment, his brain CPU turned wildly, and soon thought of it.

Money laundering!!!

Jack Williams is using Derek Used Car Company to launder money. On the surface, the Turners hold most of the company’s shares, but in fact, Jack Williams and Peter Turner should have a private agreement.

Locke immediately wanted to give Jack Williams a water torture package, wanting to ask what the situation is?

But in the end he held back, the time has not come yet.

In the study, Jack Williams has ended the call, and he dialed another number.

“Lawyer Pierce, have you found out about my commission?”

“What? Craven Turner is not Peter Turner’s son, so that’s it, poor Peter…”

“Lawyer Pierce, I want to consult, if I want to buy the shares held by Theresa Turner and her son, what should I do…”