Chapter 73 Saying Goodbye to Moore

As I stared at Doctor Miller's pitiful state, for a fleeting moment, I wanted to throttle him. He destroyed a life for just two hundred thousand. He was absolutely vile. Battling the rage welling up inside me, I took a calming breath and asked, "Was the person supposed to pick you up someone arranged by Benett?" Given the suddenness of the incident, it was unlikely he could find his contact unless someone had set it up beforehand. He nodded. "I rang him up, and he told me to grab the money and bolt." "Do you have his contact details?" I approached him, a glimmer of hope sparking in my eyes. If I could track down Benett through Doctor Miller, it would be a small victory. "I tried his number. It's already disconnected," Maxwell chimed in. "Benett is pretty vigilant, he ditched his phone as soon as he sensed trouble." I pressed my lips together, a bitter taste spreading in my mouth. I turned to Doctor Miller. "Where was the last place you got in touch with Benett?" Doctor Miller