Chapter 102 The Panic

Harlow leaned in closer, his eyes scanning the contents on the laptop screen. "Damn it!" he cursed, slamming his fist against the wall in frustration. "The Heart of Power isn't that easy to obtain! Boss, why don't we risk it and go rescue him?" "Trevier, you idiot! How could you be so stupid to let Jack capture you? You're usually so quick on your feet!" Harlow's eyes were bloodshot with rage. Trevier was his trusted companion, someone who had fought alongside him through life and death. As soon as the laptop was opened, the embedded program began running, something Clara quickly noticed. Before long, new content appeared on the laptop screen. [Camille Chester, I don't know what you did to Trevier, but even covered in wounds, he still refuses to divulge any information about the Boren Gang." Camille Chester was the new alias Clara had chosen for herself. Attached was a photo of Trevier, bloodied and unconscious. Clara's fists clenched involuntarily, and she could feel the blood