At Nepthal Airport
"Fuck!" Renzo cursed as he tried dialing Arlan's number, but there was no answer. He was at the airport, ready to board the earliest flight to Lamey to personally speak with Arlan and inform him of what had happened to Carla. He still couldn't believe how the man had done nothing so far, not even releasing a statement in Carla's favor at this point.
He had already gone to the White House, but no one accommodated him when he asked to see the president. They said the president was still weak and couldn't accept visitors at the moment.
"I can't believe this is happening! I must save Carla," he muttered under his breath.
"Manager Renzo!"
He was startled upon hearing a familiar voice, it was a reporter. Despite wearing a face mask, a cap, and sunglasses, someone had still recognized him.
