True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz) novel Chapter 67

At 7:30 pm.

After they finished their meal, Grace Smith called the delivery rider and said, "I'm at No.1, Sunset Avenue, please come and collect the parcel now."

After a while, the parcel prepared by Grace Smith was picked up for delivery by the rider.

"Can it arrive at eight o'clock?" Grace Smith asked.

"Of course, no problem." The delivery rider answered.

"Well, great." Grace Smith said, "Please be punctual."

"Understood."

On the other hand, Heinz Jones was making a phone call.

"Lester, are you ready?"

Lester replied respectfully through the phone, "Sir, I've arrived at Lorenzo Chen's doorstep at seven o'clock. He didn't come back for dinner tonight. There's only his wife and child at home."

"Well, keep an eye on the delivery rider, the parcel is on its way. Keep me updated."

"Yes."

Everything was ready.

Heinz Jones looked at his watch, it was 7:35 p.m.

Grace Smith also returned to the car.

The two of them sat quietly in the car.

There was still an hour to go.

Heinz Jones gently tapped on the steering wheel with his slender fingers. The night was getting darker.

Grace Smith glanced at him and followed his sight to see what he was staring at. She saw that he was looking at a hair salon, glowing with pink light.

Grace Smith was surprised. "You've been staring at that hair salon for so long. What are you looking at?"

Heinz Jones smirked thoughtfully and replied, "In the last five minutes, there were two groups of people who went into that hair salon. A total of five people."

Grace Smith was confused. "What's the issue with that?"

"These two groups of people didn't have any hair and they all went into the salon." He raised his eyebrows and said, "Have a guess, what are they doing?"

Grace Smith was confused. She frowned and said, "What would they do in the hair salon if they don't have any hair?"

She watched carefully but she didn't see anything except the pink light.

Grace Smith shook her head.

"They're involved in something illegal," Heinz Jones said in a deep voice. "Prostitution."

Grace Smith was stunned and said, "Why do you pay attention to everything? Can't you just mind your own business?"

"I'm a member of society," Heinz Jones said. "As a part of the society, it's my obligation to care for the society."

Grace Smith was stunned by his civic-mindedness. She felt ashamed of her pettiness.

"What can you do?" Grace Smith couldn't help but refute, "What can you do when you see something like this?"

How could this be handled?

"I can call the police," he said and picked up the phone.

"Call the police?" Grace was stunned again. "You, you want to call the police?"

"That's right." Heinz Jones nodded. He pressed 911 and dialled the number.

Grace Smith was stunned.

He spoke in a deep voice soon after the call was connected, "Hello, I would like to report a crime. I'm at No.1 Sunset Avenue. We suspect there is a prostitution brothel here. Could the police come and check it out quickly?"

Grace Smith didn't know what the officer replied, but Heinz Jones was very angry and said bluntly, "Get Jensen Charm to answer the phone."