"I admire him.
Besides, if he hadn't provided the intel, you wouldn't have found Mr. Chandler.
And we're trying to make it in City D from now on.
If we don't build more connections, how are we supposed to help our Ms. Myra? Don't you agree?"
Hearing Myron Sinclair's reply, Chester Pearson shook his head.
"Making friends with just anyone will only get you hurt."
"I know you're just jealous of my intelligence network."
"Get lost."
The people in the car watched the two fly off in the plane.
"Those two are really close,"
Leo Hale said.
"I personally trained Myron and Chester,
and they've been exceptionally close since they were kids,"
Myra Lawson said with a smile.
Her original plan was to have Chester Pearson and Myron Sinclair conduct the search while the rest of the group returned to the shelter with her.
But Ian Chandler insisted on waiting here.
Considering there were survivors in the other two vehicles who still needed medical treatment,
