All Too Late

Meanwhile, Eilam was sitting down calmly at the Hoover residence.

Perfect! I’m finally at the Hoover residence now. Although the process was risky, this is what I wanted.

Now, Eilam planned to commence the next step in his plan.

He walked around the room to check for surveillance cameras.

After confirming that there were none, he took a Rubik’s cube out of his pocket.

The bad guys from earlier assumed the Rubik’s cube was Eilam’s toy, so they did not get rid of it.

Little did they know that this Rubik’s cube was more than a mere toy — it was his tool.

Eilam soon opened the Rubik’s cube, revealing a microcomputer that was highly desired by hackers.

Then, he used the microcomputer to connect to the Hoover residence’s surveillance cameras.

He had done this countless times at home. Thus, he was very experienced.

It did not take long before all the surveillance cameras of the Hoover residence were under his control.

However, Eilam was not planning on doing anything.

He only wanted to transfer the surveillance footage of the Hoover residence to the cloud.

I’m going to find evidence so that Daddy and Mommy won’t be troubled anymore!

While Eilam was transferring the data to the cloud, he sent a message to Samuel.

Eilam texted: Daddy, I’m at the Hoover residence now, and I’m safe.

Samuel immediately showed Kathleen the text after he received it.

Once Kathleen read the message, she asked with a stern expression, “What do you think of this?”

“This is the special analog number I applied for Eil,” Samuel explained. “Only he can send a message

through it.”

Hearing that, Kathleen was at a loss for words.

“Eil has been learning hacking skills from Leonard all this while,” Samuel said. “He’s quite bold.”

“Are you able to get in touch with him?” Kathleen tried to collect herself, although she was boiling with

rage inside.

Even so, Samuel could feel her rage. “No. Only he can send me a message.”

“Next time, make an analog thingy that allows two-way communication!” Kathleen hollered, “Ugh, I can’t

believe it. The nerve of my son!”

“I guess he just wants to help us out,” Samuel explained.

“That’s too risky.” She frowned and continued, “Don’t forget, he’s just a five year old boy.”

Samuel immediately consoled her, “Since he can send us a message, it means that he’s still safe now. I

believe he knows how to protect himself.”

Kathleen was rendered speechless once again.

All of a sudden, Samuel’s phone beeped.

It was another text from Eilam: I’m sorry, Mommy. You can punish me however you want when I go

home!

“I can’t believe he still did it even though he knew I would be mad. How daring of him!” Kathleen said

resignedly.

Samuel did not know how to calm her down.

“It’s all your fault!” bellowed an enraged Kathleen.

This time, Samuel fell silent as he knew a wise man would know not to speak at a time like this.

Kathleen sat on the sofa and declared sternly, “I’m going to the Hoover residence tomorrow, no matter

what. Don’t you dare stop me!”

Samuel refused to let Kathleen take the risk.

However, he knew he would be adding fuel to the fire if he tried to stop her now since she was so

grumpy.

Thus, Samuel neither approved nor disapproved of her idea; He just remained silent.

“Don’t think I have no idea what’s on your mind if you don’t talk.” Kathleen was infuriated.

“Okay, you can go. But promise me you’ll prioritize your safety.” Samuel stared at her in concern.

“Don’t worry. I know how to protect myself.” With that, Kathleen stood up and walked toward the door.

Samuel chased after her. “Where are you going?”

“To look for things to disguise myself.” Kathleen turned around. “Stop following me. You should rest in the

hotel.”

A frown marred Samuel’s features. “Where are you going to look for that? It’s late. I’ll send someone else

to do it.”

“No, it’s fine.” Kathleen rejected his offer. “Those guys won’t sell the items to anyone else but me.”

After some consideration, Samuel decided to go after Kathleen.

Kathleen knew she had been to Fairlake before today.

While Kathleen could not recall anything specific about the city, she knew of a place in Fairlake where

she could buy things she wanted.

She went to a traditional medicine clinic that operated twenty-four hours a day.

“How may I help you?” An elderly was sitting inside the clinic.

Kathleen handed a list to him and said, “I’d like all these.”

The elderly waved his hand after he took a glance at the list. “We don’t have these here.”

Kathleen snickered, “I heard there’s an exceptional traditional medicine clinic here in Fairlake. I got

curious after hearing that and wanted to see this place. At first, I thought there’ll be a young person

sitting here. I didn’t imagine it to be a gray-haired old man.”

Upon hearing that, the elderly frowned. “What? Are you looking down on an old man?”

“No. Of course not,” Kathleen replied calmly. “I’m just curious as to how an old man gets the energy to

operate a twenty-four-hour traditional medicine clinic. This place isn’t an emergency ward, yet it operates

for twenty-four hours.”

The gaze of the elderly turned hostile.

“It’s been a long time, Theodore.” Wearing a half-smile, Kathleen stared at him.

Theodore froze then and there.

“Aren’t you going to greet me, your old friend?” Kathleen gave him a meaningful look.

Then, she reached her hand inside his white beard and pulled with all her might.