The shopkeeper stared, dumbfounded. He glanced at the money, then at Jasper Sherwood. "Huh? They didn't look like the type to dine and dash."
Jasper Sherwood quickly pulled out a hundred-yuan bill and placed it on the table. "Sir, something's come up. I can't talk right now."
"Hey!"
The shopkeeper was dumbfounded. 'Why isn't anyone taking their change?'
When Jasper Sherwood got outside, there were still people on the street, but Nina Donovan and Scarface were nowhere to be seen.
He immediately broke into a run toward the police station.
Three minutes later, he reached the station and burst inside, but there was no sign of Nina Donovan.
The officer on duty inside was holding a cup of hot tea. When he saw Jasper Sherwood rush in, he quickly asked, "Young man, what's wrong? Why the rush?"
