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Scott stood there with an expressionless look, complete unfazed by the words of Oliver. Kate's father was the least of his worries right now.

"Whatever the consequences are I'm ready to face it, man." Scott replied in a calm tone before slapping Oliver's hands off his collar and walked past him.

"Oh, yeah? You think you can handle the wrath of a politician? A man that eats and drinks with presidents?!" Oliver spat, his gaze fixed intently on Scott who was currently walking away with his hands tucked in his pocket.

He had been questioned by the cops and they told him he was free to leave for now, so he saw no reason to stick around. Scott exited the area with his hands tucked in his pocket and headed straight to the bus station.

Scott sat in the back seat of the bus as it began to drive him to his destination. As he sat there he pulled out his phone and went to the email he received from Sandro a few days ago.

The address of the Mexican men in the photograph was displayed boldly on
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