Bertha withdrew her cold gaze, she was silent for a moment before speaking. "What do you want?"

Bruno looked at the pouring rain outside the car window, his deep blue phoenix eyes showed indifference. "Do you have a pen?"

Bertha gave Tommy a look.

Tommy took a pen from his vest pocket, found a piece of paper in the car, and gave it to Bruno.

Bruno took it and quickly wrote down a series of phone numbers on the paper.

“Before this evening, I will use this phone ...