Chapter 112

The next day, Shawn and Catherine rented another pickup to go back Lek-Mraphi's ancestral residence.

His phone only rang twice on the other end before Shawn heard, "Mr. Richmond, I need a good explanation for all this! I found your butler with a dead friend in one of the nearby hospitals."

Shawn smirked, "I take it you’re in Poland, Detective Rodrigues?"

"Yes, sir, we’re at many tourist destinations. It’s a bloody mess over here. We found an unidentified corpse at the base of the stage in the sanctuary, a Russian. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you?"

"Detective, the Russian corpse shot at me first," Shawn replied plainly. "How is the friend of my butler?"

"The corpse will be transferred to London tomorrow morning, and Eddie is going now to London. Care to tell me what exactly happened there?"

"That’s good to hear. It's a long story. I guess they shot him to slow us down. They were gone once we got to the parking lot, but I know you know that already, yes?"