NovelStartChapter 5579 Like many young women, Baylee's bright and smooth feet wore a pair of fashionable sneakers.
Her feet didn’t stink, but carried an unspeakable beauty that shone as the sneakers were removed.
Harvey had no intention of enjoying the sight; he took a few glances at the sneakers after Baylee took them off.
"The Tracker Barley’s liquid is right under your soles. You must've stepped on it unintentionally. The simplest way is to deal with the shoes and change a flight, tao Normally speaking, it'd be way harder to track you after that,” he explained.
Baylee froze.
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"That's it? But why did we cin if it was that simple?” "The killer might be hiding with your bodyguards..." Harvey replied.
"The Tracker Barley is just for show.
"In reality, the killer's using that as cover. He's been hiding among you and your people. That's the only reason why he knows your every move.
"Only then could he slowly force you to your death.
"Who did you go against for this to happen? You're still so young, but someone’s already chasing you down like this..." Baylee froze for a long while, before letting out a sigh.
“If what you're saying is true... Then I think | know who's doing this." "Kareem?” Harvey guessed.
Baylee froze again. "How did you know?” "When | said | could help you deal with the Tracker Barley, he was the only one who got angry.
"This means that he was just carrying out orders. There's still someone else behind him. You should be able to find out who by interrogating him." Harvey then walked out of the restroom. Baylee quickly followed him out.
"Thank you for helping me, Harvey! Thank you! "I know that you're headed to the outskirts. No matter what happens, givea call if you need help! I'll deal with anything for you!” Baylee quickly grabbed Harvey's phone, and input a ner before he could react.
Harvey didn’t say a word about it.
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He needed to hide his identity when going to the outskirts.
Baylee seemed like the lady of a big tribe with a lot of connections. Maybe she'd be useful somehow. After all, it was better to have more friends.
"Right. I didn’t bring a lot with me..." Baylee said.
She thought about the situation, then handed Harvey a small pouch.
"lI was going to give this to my father...but this is yours now! "Don’t reject it! It’s just a small gift."
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