Chapter 217 Following Up on Life Village

Gregory strolled to the back of the car, popped the trunk, and hauled out two hefty bags. "Got all the meds right here," he said.

Jessica took a peek inside and asked, "Why's the brand different?"

Gregory chuckled, "I sell all kinds of stuff. The ones I gave you last time are sold out."

"Alright," Jessica nodded, then turned to her crew, "Grab the meds."

A big guy stepped up and took the bags. Jessica pulled out some cash and said, "I might need more meds later. Wait for my call."

"Sure thing," Gregory grinned, pocketing the money. "Just give me a day's notice."

"Got it. We'll head out now. You wait twenty minutes before you leave," Jessica instructed.

"Got it," Gregory nodded.

"See you," Jessica said, heading back to her car.

In a nearby car, an officer watched Jessica and her crew, his palms sweaty.

Jessica walked by, raising an eyebrow as she glanced into the car.

The officer accidentally met her gaze, his heart racing.

"Hey, the road back is tricky. Drive carefully," Jessica advised.

"Yeah, the three of us will take turns driving. We'll be fine," the officer quickly replied.

"Bye," Jessica smiled and nodded, leading her men away.

The officer watched her leave, then called Gregory into the car and picked up the radio. "Captain, they're leaving."

On the road.

John ran to Andrew's car with binoculars. "Jessica's leaving. How should we follow?"

Andrew thought for a moment. "Inform our team and the Taytown police. We'll split into four groups. I'll follow Jessica from a distance. The other three groups should head to the intersections we passed earlier. I'll radio which way they go. This way, they won't suspect you're following them. Got it?"

"Got it," John nodded.

"We'll use this crisscross tracking method. She made Gregory wait twenty minutes, so their hideout is probably nearby. She doesn't want him leaving with her and giving away their direction," Andrew said seriously. "Stay in touch and don't get exposed. If we can follow her to Adam, our job's done."

"Understood!"

"Alright, inform Xavier. Let's move." Andrew picked up the radio. "Taytown police, confirm the plan."

"Go ahead," a voice responded.

"I'll follow Jessica from a distance..." Andrew repeated the plan.

About eight minutes later.

Jessica and her crew drove from the lakeside path towards a distant village with a few lights.

Andrew, in his car, nervously instructed the driver, "Watch your speed. They can't drive fast either. If you follow too closely, you'll get exposed. Turn off all the lights and drive slowly on the right side."

"If I turn off the lights, it'll be too dark. I might drive into a ditch," the driver said.

"The ruts on this road are deep. Just follow them," Andrew advised. "Don't steer randomly, and you'll be fine."

"Got it," the driver nodded.

As they talked, Jessica's car turned left, its taillights glowing. Andrew picked up the radio and whispered, "Who's at the left turn towards the village?"

"Me," Xavier quickly responded.

"Start driving and go as fast as you can. When you see an intersection, give a heads-up on the radio," Andrew instructed.

"Understood," Xavier replied.

Andrew kept a safe distance from Jessica's group, coordinating via radio to keep them in sight without incident.

After about twenty minutes, Jessica's car reached the main road of Taytown village. Snow-covered houses built by the city relief agency and rare streetlights lined the village.

At the village entrance, Andrew picked up the radio. "Right turn, respond if you hear me."

After a few seconds of static, a muffled voice responded, "Hello? Is someone calling us? Group one, group one."

Andrew frowned. "Taytown police, I can't hear you clearly."

"The signal here is bad. What... what's up?"

"Jessica's car is heading your way. You can start moving," Andrew said.

"Heading... heading my way?"

The radio crackled.

"Yes, start driving. Don't let her catch up."

"Roger," the Taytown officer responded and then went silent.

Andrew's car reached the spot where Jessica's car had turned. The driver asked, "Captain, do you think Jessica and her group live in this village?"

"Probably not," Andrew shook his head. "Too many people here. A group of strangers would attract attention. They're likely passing through to see if anyone's following."

"Good point," the driver nodded.

"Just keep this speed and follow," Andrew reassured. "No need to be nervous."

Before the driver could respond, Jessica's car suddenly turned right and disappeared from the main road.

"Captain, she turned," the driver said.

"It's okay. The Taytown police are ahead on that road," Andrew directed. "Speed up a bit and follow."

The driver stepped on the gas.

About twenty seconds later, Andrew's car also turned right, but Jessica's car had already vanished.

The village roads were better maintained, with the snow cleared. Andrew wasn't too surprised. "She might have sped up. You should, too."

"Got it," the driver nodded.

Andrew picked up the radio. "Taytown police, respond if you hear me."

After a few seconds, there was no response.

Andrew frowned, calling again, "Taytown police, respond. The suspect's car sped up after turning. I've lost visual. Wait ahead and give me a report."

After another ten seconds, still no response.

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