I saw Carl's eyes twitch a little, and he leaned back, leaving his hand stretched to the desk, and he hit his nails on the table slowly. It made a uniform tapping sound and I lowered ny head.
"I am sorry. I an so sorry to hear that, Carl. Is there nothing we can do?" I asked, my eyes focused on him.
He looked up. "We?"
He gave a small snicker, and I fought down the red in my cheeks. After all, we are a team, right?
I didn't answer, and he gave a small sigh. "They are already at sea. What can I do if they are already at sea? Chase after them with a speedboat? Not so logical, don't you think?"
"You could have the police chase him for you. He is already on the wanted list." I said, with a small shrug.
He stared at me for some time, and without saying anything, he grabbed his phone and s
