Send You My Location

When the warden received the call, the cigar in his hand had fallen to the ground. He was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became rough. "Felicia, how dare you steal my yacht and run away? How dare you call me now?" Felicia lowered her head and wrapped her fingers around the seat of honor. She sounded as if she was infuriating the other party as she said proudly, "What's wrong with provoking you? Come and catch me if you can. Do you need me to send you a location?" Hearing this, the warden was even angrier. He had never seen such an arrogant criminal before! "He escaped from prison and ran away. How dare he make a phone call to provoke me without a tail between his legs!" The warden slammed the table and roared, "Where is the address? Send it to me. I'll skin you alive if I find you!" She had thought that Felicia would hang up in fear, but who knew that she would actually tell him the address. This time, even the warden was a little confused. "Is there really such a stupi