“Where’d they go?” Gerry frowned, waiting for news at headquarters. “Were you at Smyth Road? You talked with the resident Mr. Paul?”
“I did. They didn’t show up,” replied Ralph, zigzagging his vehicle through a city district.
Not in their entire career had they encountered a scene like this one. Phone calls mounted. Frustrated customers complained about delays in service, or no service at all.
When Gerry realized they needed help, he contacted police.
Meanwhile, the hijacked armoured van was being emptied out in an obscure warehouse. Its driver and coworker were bound, gagged, sitting on the floor, looking on.
“I did. They didn’t show up,” replied Ralph, zigzagging his vehicle through a city district.
Not in their entire career had they encountered a scene like this one. Phone calls mounted. Frustrated customers complained about delays in service, or no service at all.
When Gerry realized they needed help, he contacted police.
Meanwhile, the hijacked armoured van was being emptied out in an obscure warehouse. Its driver and coworker were bound, gagged, sitting on the floor, looking on.
