Chapter 643 Task Distribution

Needless to say, I couldn't speak recklessly without any concrete proof. Instead, I quietly texted Anne, telling her about Mr. Finnley's fate and that the police officers would be looking for her. Anne had always replied to my text in a timely fashion. This time, however, I didn't get a reply. I thought about how rattled she was last night. It didn't seem like she would come back for the time being. The police officers were gone, but everyone was completely distracted from work for the whole morning. Some of them talked about how Mr. Finnley died while some others discussed the likelihood of getting the money back. A lot of them also pondered on the elephant in the room. Was Mr. Finnley actually murdered? I looked at the pile of work in my hands and sighed. "We only have two days left, everyone. Are you guys sure that you can finish your work? Mr. Finnley is dead, and we can't get the money back for the time being. If we can't submit the project in time, the company might have to