Chapter 102 Lost And Found

Apparently, one of Andrew’s connections happened to be the city’s greatest private investigator, retired police detective Anthony Jones. In a couple of weeks, he managed to track down the accountant’s—John Brown’s—current location and some key information that I could leverage against him. One piece in particular surprised me, but it was also my best bet at getting Mr. Brown to side with me. On my day off, I drove four hours south of the city to Mr. Brown’s secluded estate. It was a modest mid-century ranch house on a sprawling 700-acre plot of land. It didn’t seem to host any animals or crops, so I supposed that the acreage was only to secure his privacy.