"What if Elly is just inside?"
Adam Jones's voice had a layer of ice to it.
Robert Green didn't answer.
They had no evidence at all, just barging into someone else's private domain like this was obviously illegal.
If mere speculation allowed someone to break into a house, then the president didn't need to investigate those businessmen a while back; he could've just had his people break into their houses to search for Elly.
Robert Green sighed internally, knowing the president was getting emotionally unstable, and it wouldn't do to provoke him further.
This made him think of those years when Mrs. left Boston and the president was desperately searching for her like a madman.
It wasn't getting any better now.
Adam Jones didn't know the extent of Robert Green's thoughts. Standing by the seashore, combining the surrounding environment with the time of their water accident, and the place where the traffic cop's body was found, he deduced—
