Chapter 542 Don’t Hold Me That Tight

• Pulling up beside the Passat, Eric Goodwell yanked open the door and slid into the passenger seat. The moment he sat down, Carrie Hewitt fired up the engine. “I still don’t get why Mr. Powell insists on dragging you into this case.”
• “But I don’t ask much of you. Just don’t slow me down when it counts.”
• She lifted her wrist and checked the time. “It’s about right now. We’ll head straight to Zhuxi Residence. Once it’s dark enough, we sneak into that cartel den and take a look.”