Chapter 1855 Wynter's Retribution
The Special Unit was not to be trifled with. They followed the tire tracks for quite some time, but they weren't sure which direction to take when they reached a T-junction.
One of the team members, holding a notebook, quickly analyzed the data and reported to Sheldon. "Mr. Bridger, the left road leads back to the city, while the right one goes toward the ferry dock."
Sheldon frowned. "The ferry dock?"
Without hesitation, he restarted the engine, made a right turn, and headed toward the dock. If Wolf had really run into trouble, the perpetrators would likely be heading for the ferry. Their best bet would be to attempt an illegal border crossing.
With that thought, Sheldon pressed harder on the accelerator. The car sped forward, and soon, they arrived at the dock.
The ferry hadn't arrived yet, so they got out of the car. Dressed in plain clothes, they blended in seamlessly, making it hard for anyone to guess their identity.
Suddenly, Sheldon's gaze flicked toward a narrow alley. H

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