Capítulo 547: Untitled

It was three o'clock in the middle of the night when Eleven called Jason.

The short-tempered man was grumpy due to the lack of sleep, and he screamed loudly at the person who woke him up upon answering the call.

Eleven held the phone away from her ears until he had vented enough. "Jason, it's me!" She whispered. Jason calmed down and softened up immediately, as though he had hit a ball of cotton.

Just a few minutes of calmness later, he roared. "Eleven, where have you been? Why have you not contacted us for so long? Do you know that we are worried about you? Damn it, where are you now?"

"Russia." Eleven whispered. "I have something to ask you."

"What is it?"

Eleven paused for a while. She was hesitant to speak. However, she wasn't a person that would beat around the bush, so she asked, "Any recent updates of the Mafia?"