Help Me, Please!

As soon as James entered the study, he picked up his phone and dialed Samuel's number. "Help me to find a car. I'll send you the license plate later and check the surveillance video of him going in and out of South Lake. I'll give you at most an hour. Find all the information." After giving a simple order, he hung up the phone. He lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair, his face dark and his eyes narrowed, full of anger. There was a cold and dangerous aura around, the anger that he had just suppressed was all out at this moment. At first, he could see it as inappropriate action, but from his following actions, his instinct told him that the man's behavior would not be that simple. However, he did not know if the man was targeting him or Elizabeth. If it wasn't for that Elizabeth hadn't been so frightened back then, he would've caught up with him to teach him a lesson after having been provoked like that. However, no matter what that person's goal was, James would definitely find