The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol

Finlay turned his head awkwardly, and Jack could have sworn that he definitely heard the sound of someone secretly swallowing saliva.

"Have our reinforcements been confirmed?" Reacher quickly dazzled the food on the plate and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"Probably, Hannah said she would give me a surprise. It seems like a new friend has joined."

Jack was wicked and left a large roast rib until the end, deliberately getting close to Finlay and chewing the bones until they crackled.

"That's almost it. Just be careful he bites you."

Reacher, who couldn't stand it, actually came to the rescue of the black detective for the first time. Jack's eyes widened in innocence. Why did the relationship between the two people suddenly become better?

"Let's leave early. After dealing with those guys, I want to see Joey as soon as possible." Reacher stood up and signaled Jack to stop nagging.

"I thought the relationship between you two brothers was quite unfamiliar. How long have you not contacted each other before? You don't even know what your brother is doing."

Jack collected the garbage on the table and dumped it into the trash can nearby. The custom here is quite interesting, the guests clean it up themselves.

"Is there any problem? I used to be in the army. I reported on time every day and went to work on time. Now I have left. I want to see this country in my own way, without worries." Reacher raised his eyebrows.

"Your life is not very healthy. You can wander around the world with a toothbrush and a few hundred dollars in cash, and you have no fixed place to live. Everyone needs a job and a goal."

Finlay finally finished the disgusting-looking spinach salad and helped to pack it up. He also kindly helped to order a package for them to bring to Roscoe and the Heborg family.

"I receive retirement benefits in my Western Union account every month. Is your goal just to come to this remote town in the south to waste time?" Reacher retorted.

Finlay was speechless and could only change the subject and asked, "What should we do next? Go directly to Paul Heborg's house? No one seems to be following us now."

"It's us, not you. Let's go for a walk in the town and let the troublemaker follow. It's time for you to go back to the police station. Roscoe isn't here, so we need an informant." Jack said.

"Okay, you can vent your energy to your heart's content, and I will be the dog under Tiller's cane and be played around by him." Finlay was like a deflated rubber ball, looking listless.

"Don't be like this, you still have a lot of tasks." Jack comforted.

"The identity of the deceased under the overpass should have been revealed. You have to go to the morgue first and get the relevant information. In addition, you need to screen your two men."

"You mean Baker and Stevenson? Is it necessary?" Finlay was a little confused.

"If they are all criminal police officers, forget it, but if someone is innocent, do you think Kleiner's people will look for innocent people to attack if they suffer a loss at our hands?"

"I have a feeling that little Kleiner may not have killed your former director Morrison because of his father's instructions. He was too high-profile. This is not like an old fox who has been able to operate in a low-key manner in Margrave for more than ten years. style."

Finlay nodded in agreement, "Indeed, okay, I will try my best. I prefer Stevenson to be innocent. It feels like his concern for the Heborg family is real."

"No matter what, you have to be careful yourself. We don't want to come back tomorrow to help you find the ball nailed to the wall."

After Jack finished speaking, he drove away and returned to the town for a walk. Reacher also went to the gun store and bought two boxes of .44 Magnum bullets.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, and after confirming that their buttocks were catching up with their tail, the two of them slowly got back into the car and drove to the address of Paul Heborg's family.

"I think our thinking is a bit misguided. If we want to know who has a problem, we can just check their bank account."

Looking at the luxurious villa in front of him and the Bentley Bentayga parked at the door, Jack remembered that he had seen Paul's wife driving a Jaguar when she came to pick him up.

"Then check it out. You were right before. It's hard to say that they won't attack innocent people."

Reacher jumped out of the car and looked into the distance. There were three cars parked there, one of which was the black Mercedes-Benz they had seen before.

"You are so arrogant. You are not afraid of being discovered by us anymore." Jack rang the doorbell, and what greeted them was Roscoe, who was holding a gun and looking nervous.

"Hey, are you okay?" Seeing the bruises at the corners of Reacher's mouth, Rosko reached out and touched his cheek with some distress.

"He's fine, he just was careless and didn't dodge." Jack made a joke that no one in the world understands, and then showed off the packing bag in his hand.

"I brought you some food, are everything packed?"

Perhaps hearing the noise, a young blond woman with a calm temperament and well-maintained hair walked into the living room and looked at the two people who had just entered.

"Are you Mr. Tavole and Mr. Reacher?"

"Charlie, right? Just call me Jack. You can call him Big Jack or Reacher." Jack handed over the food he had just packed at the barbecue restaurant.

"Hurry up and have something to eat. We'll set off as soon as it gets dark."

"Thank you. Paul talked about you when he came home. Thanks to you two for protecting him in prison."

Charlie invited two little girls of seven or eight years old to come out to eat, but she watched from the side, looking worried.

Jack motioned to Rosko to help look after the two children, and the three of them went to the kitchen next door to talk.

"When did Paul disappear?" Reacher asked.

"After he got home yesterday, he said he was going to meet some people to settle bank matters, and then he went out. I woke up this morning and found that he hadn't come home, and the call was forwarded to the voicemail. Then I heard about Mo Something happened at Director Leeson’s house, and I’m very scared.”

The blond young woman choked and quickly covered her mouth with her hands for fear of being heard by the two children outside.

"Paul and I have been together since our freshman year at the University of Georgia. He has never stayed overnight, not even once. I knew something must have happened to him and I called Stevenson immediately."

"So, you know about Paul, and he must have said something to you, so you were so scared when you knew something happened to the Morrison family."

Reacher keenly noticed something was wrong.

Charlie looked a little panicked, and her eyes couldn't help but avoid his gaze.

Jack poked the big man, indicating that now was not the time to pursue these matters.

"Mrs. Heborg." He changed his title in a serious tone.

"If I guess correctly, Paul is just hiding. If Kleiner's people did it, they would definitely arrest you and the children at the same time to threaten him. This is their way of doing things."

"But you are also in danger now, and we are going to take you to Atlanta where we have friends who can help protect you and the children."

Charlie nodded repeatedly with tears in her eyes, "Rosko told me, as long as the children's safety can be guaranteed, I will tell you everything I know."

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