Chapter 337 Losing the game

Let him stay here as if he were dead. Elvis Sterling patted Kristen Oliver on the shoulder and said softly, 'Queenie, let's go.' 'Hmm.' Kristen Oliver sniffed, put on sunglasses and turned to leave. Anna Garcia was playing by the car with Hobo in her arms. When she saw several people coming, she quickly opened the car door. Kristen Oliver sat in the back, and before she could get her emotions together, Anna Garcia suggested, 'Sister Kristen Healey, there is a monitor at the intersection ahead. Shall we go to the traffic bureau to check the monitor?' Kristen Oliver, in a small cry, asked, 'What's wrong?' Hearing Kristen Oliver crying, Anna Garcia spoke quickly. 'I just chatted with those uncles and aunts, and I know that a man drove a BMW two days ago and came to the family, but he didn't go in, just looked at it and took a photo. It's a bit unusual for a BMW to appear here. It's actually looking for that family. There must be something wrong. ' 'Right, Sterling, let's