Chapter 1382

One of the men nodded quickly and said, "I'll check. Be right back!" Then, he bolted away like his life depended on it. Gabriel, clutching his injured leg, grimaced in pain but forced himself to speak. "Just wait a little longer. It won't take much time," he said, his voice trembling. Matthew did not respond, his rubber baton tapping rhythmically against his palm as he stood silently. A few minutes later, the man returned, panting. He reported, "Gabriel, I found it. Kyler worked here for seven days late last year. After that, he said he was heading back to Bison Labor Agency." "Bison Labor Agency?" Matthew's eyes narrowed, sharp and unyielding as they locked onto Gabriel. "If you want to live, you'd better not lie to me." Gabriel raised his hand, swearing frantically. "I swear it's true—100% true! Almost everyone Bison Labor Agency sends here works for seven days, then goes back there. They all go back to claim their pay for those seven days." Matthew swung the baton slightly,