Kapitel 837: Refugees

Angor arrived at George's office and found the sheriff busily writing on something, while his son, Jordan, was looking at him with an anxious look.

"Just a moment, Angor!" George looked up from his desk and quickly returned to his paper.

Two minutes later, George slid the paper inside an envelope, waxed it, then gave it to Jordan. "Find the fastest horse. Send this letter to Sheriff Byrne in Waterford."

Jordan nodded. He saluted Angor while leaving through the door and disappearing into the stable.

"Mister George? Did something happen?" Angor noticed the sheriff was not in a good mood.