The man in the white MPV didn’t panic when Cornelius’ car sped off. Instead, he caught up with them while maintaining a safe distance.
While driving, the driver made a call using a Bluetooth headset. “Mr. Aaron...”
A deep and solemn voice came from the other end of the phone. “Spit it out.”
“Ms. Moore came down from Jason’s car right in front of the Century Plaza and got into another man’s car.”
“Vinson’s?”
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