"I'm not too sure. I heard that Mrs. Danson had been scammed out of more than 200,000 dollars. Some of the other elderly are probably there too."
"Thanks!" Isaac said, his eyebrows furrowed. He quickly headed for the elevator. Along the way, he asked around for information.
When he arrived at the street behind the neighborhood, he saw over ten old men and women making a ruckus in front of a shop.
Isaac headed over.
From a distance away, he could already hear Mrs. Danson crying.
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