"Hello Welcome to Garden Telephone services, How may i be of service to you?", a Lady answered the phone line.
" I need to trace the last call made to this number if possible."
"Your name sir?"
"Squall LeonHart."
"Yes of course. One moment please, Mr. LeonHart." The lady typed on her computer quickly. "Ah Right. The call was from Dollet Hotel Room Number 345, with current resider as Terrance Knowling. Thank you for choosing Garden Telephone services for your-"
Squall hung up the phone then grabbed his Gunblade. He left his room to the parking lot and once in there he brought down the end of the gunblade into a window and broke into it then hot wired it quickly. He drove through the gates out of the Garden on his way.
" I need to trace the last call made to this number if possible."
"Your name sir?"
"Squall LeonHart."
"Yes of course. One moment please, Mr. LeonHart." The lady typed on her computer quickly. "Ah Right. The call was from Dollet Hotel Room Number 345, with current resider as Terrance Knowling. Thank you for choosing Garden Telephone services for your-"
Squall hung up the phone then grabbed his Gunblade. He left his room to the parking lot and once in there he brought down the end of the gunblade into a window and broke into it then hot wired it quickly. He drove through the gates out of the Garden on his way.