The moment he was about to finish speaking, the phone suddenly started ringing in the car.
Ford looked down and searched a bit, only to realize it was Mia Ginger's phone that had hurriedly fallen under the car seat.
"Brother Jackson?" Ford glanced at Ron King.
"Don't answer it yet." Ron King said nervously, "Let it ring, once it stops, turn it off and toss it in a roadside trash bin. Nowadays these phones have some kind of location tracker, it's a pain!"
Ford kept his head down, waited until the phone stopped ringing, and then shut it down.
Not long after, he spotted an open manhole cover ready for repair work and tossed it right in.
Mia Ginger raised her eyes to look at him, clutching her hands, lowering her head again.
Ron King wanted to extort.
He would certainly ensure her safety for the time being.
The man called Ford seemed like a thug, he had to be guarded against.
Not to mention the guy driving in the front, do Charlotte Chester and Zuri Ginger even know about this?
