CHAPTER 864

In the heart of Rachel Hill, which was part of a vibrant city, the sun painted the sky with strokes of orange and pink.

“The sunset from this rooftop isn’t half bad,” Rye commented while Uzza was sipping on coconut water next to her.

“This is nothing compared to the views we get at our home, though,” Uzza responded. “But have you noticed the change in the moon last night?”

“Yeah, it was…” she looked to her right and saw a drone disguised as a bird flying in their direction. With a little squinting of her eyes, she caused the drone to lose control and crash into a tree.

The surveillance department people of the government who were controlling the drone were shocked by it. “What just happened? We were zooming on that absurdly large villa, and then… the signal was gone. We lost control over the drone, too.”

“What kind of people are in that villa?”

“They can keep the president buried in their backyard, so they’re no joke.”

Using the heat signatures, they could tell that Andrew was buried