CHAPTER 441 MEETING ELIZA

The search for Eliza proved the word isn't a small place; you'll probably only know that once you set out to find someone. Especially one living under a borrowed name and identity like Eliza. It wouldn't have been easy on Lauretta without George's hell. Their collaborative effort was finally yielding some positive response from the private Detective, and it seemed they'd be hitting a head soonest. It's good for them that they were in it together because this isn't a "one-person job," or the person tires out. It was another day to proceed with the search, and George wanted to ask for the progress rate. He didn't have to do a lot of scrolling as he scanned God the Detective's contact; he had called him almost every day, and now his contact was just right at his fingertips. He saw it in no time and waited while he dialed the number. It wasn't long before the coarse voice of the Detective responded from the other end of the call. What is part of being a detective to have such voices, or