Before Toby could say anything, Sonia had already stretched her hand toward Tom. "Show me! I want to see the photos."
She wanted to know how Charles and his men beat Connor up and were extremely curious about the outcome.
Toby took another glance at the eager Sonia and finally nodded. "Show us."
"Alright," Tom answered, reached into his pocket, and grabbed his phone. Then, he tapped on the screen twice, turned the phone around, and showed the screen to Toby and Sonia.
Sonia and Toby leaned forward slightly so they could get a better look at the photos, and sure enough, Sonia saw the image on the screen.
The photo was not very clear because it was zoomed in. In fact, it was a little blurred, but they could see the content quite well.
In the photo, Connor was leaning against the crumbling wall. His face was severely bruised; it was ugly enough that it was only a face a mother could love. His nose was bleeding, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. One of his eyes was swollen, so much so that he had a slit for an eye.
Not only that, but he also looked utterly disheveled. Of course, his face was a mess, but even his usually coiffed hair was in disarray. He no longer looked dignified and wise like she used to see him in the past.
Connor, in the photo, looked as pathetic and miserable as a beggar.
The brown sack covering the lower half of his body was eye-catching.
It was evident that the other party had just released Connor from the sack, revealing only his head and upper body. His lower body was still in the sack.
"Wow, he looks terrible." Sonia leaned back on the seat and clicked her tongue lightly.
Toby raised his eyebrows and leaned back without a comment.
Tom kept the phone away and quipped, "Yes. Judging from the bruises on his face, I can immediately tell that the people who beat him up targeted his face as they gave him a good beating. I estimated that his body was bruised too, but our men could only take photos from a distance for fear of being discovered, which was why the photos weren't in high definition. Otherwise, we may be able to see his condition clearly."
"It's not a big deal. Just find out which hospital Connor went to and get the report. It's that simple, isn't it?" Toby curled his lips slightly and suggested.
Tom slapped his thigh again. "You're right! How could I forget? Okay, I'll ask our men to investigate this matter."
After that, Tom lowered his head and began to draft the message, saying, "I wonder who Connor has offended this time that resulted in such a beating. Maybe, we can take the initiative to become allies. After all, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Maybe they know something about Connor that we don't. Then, we can exchange information, and it'll be easier if we want to move against him in the future."
Sonia shook her head, indicating that she didn't know much about Connor. In fact, she didn't know as much about Connor as they did.
Toby noticed Sonia's reaction again and chuckled because that confirmed his speculation. "You're going to be disappointed. The people who beat Connor up don't know much about Connor, so you won't get what you want."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tom and Sonia turned and looked at him simultaneously.
"How can you be so sure, Mr. Fuller?" Tom asked. Sonia was curious to know the answer to the question too.
Toby disregarded Tom and smirked at Sonia. "You had someone beat up Connor, didn't you?"
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