Chapter 394 A Call in the Dead of Night

• A soft laugh drifted from the other end, and it set Reilly Schulze on edge. The guy didn’t seem to notice her anger. He just kept talking to himself, “You probably haven’t heard about Elena Lundberg’s suicide yet. Figures—Ford Bannister wouldn’t tell you. You don’t know it, but that woman is ruthless. She really jumped off the building.”
• Reilly frowned, surprised, and glanced out the window. It was already past midnight. If what he said was true—Elena jumped—then Ford probably couldn’t get away from the mess right now.
• But what did that have to do with her?