Crow continued to go around town and interviewed the few people that encountered the group of Fake Hunters.
Surprisingly enough, even with his weird outfit, no one was giving him a side eye or questioned his authority at all. Crow made all the interviews go smoothly with his deep dark voice and politeness.
He was literally a gentleman from another century, a rare sight these days.
Selina, Mater, and Aurora followed his every step. They observed the way he worked. Selina learned a lot from these interviews, she was sure that if he had a similar bounty, she would do a better job than before.
Crow went to the last two people.
He knocked on the door of Abigail Johnson.
"Who the hell are you?" A man opened the door. He observed Crow from head to toe.
"Does Miss Abigail Johnson live here?" Crow said.
"She's my daughter. What do you need?"
