"Stuart Campbell?" He muttered, recognizing the man he had seen when he sent private investigators to C&D. But just to be sure, he asked. "Who's that? "Oh, that's Mr. Stuart Reeds. He works with the financial sector." The receptionist commented.

"Reeds." He repeated. "Play the footage."

The feed started and Owen watched carefully, his heart racing when he saw Leonica walking into the Hall.

She was had been there and she followed him.

But why?

"Pause." He pointed at the screen the moment Leonica turned the corner leading to where he assumed was the storage room.

"Mr. Lee, I don't think this is-"

"Shut the fuck up." Owen hissed, "Do as I say or I'll smash your damn face."

The guard whimpered and played the footage again.

He watched Leonica turn the corner, walk towards the storage room and enter and after not Stuart, not her.

and after that, everything went silent. No one came ou

QUE,

Can you pull up the cameras inside the storage ro

*ND,

there aren't a

I any. I told you, there's a blind spot." The guard answered.

""shit" Owen hissed and turned his back to the screen.

Leonica was in there with Stuart

Shit. Shit. Shit! With the curse word playing over in his head like a mantra, he rushed in the direction of the Storage r Disappointment and dread washing over him when he got there and it was empty. "Mr. Lee?" The receptionist called out from behind him, trying to catch her breath.

Owen spun around, pointing his finger at the receptionist. "You, call the cops."

""Wha

"Do as I say or God help you."

"Mr. Lee, what's going on?"

"You ask too many questions." He hissed, "Call the fucking cops now.

H

room.

As the receptionist rushed off, the lat guard from before rushed into the room. "Mr. Lee, I.. I saw something in the parking lot through the CCTV, you should probably come see it "

the man back into the security room, watching the video the man had played and his

the back entrance of the

was a clear view and showed a black van, a

Owen was s familiar with,

heart raced and the nagging feeling

She was taken

Escape Gone Wrong.

what you mean to tell me is that Ms. Leonica Romero was kidnapped by the CEO of C&D industries?" The man with a mustache, cloaked from head to toe in Norway's original police uniform, asked Owen as they stood in the security office. Owen

order to not lose his patience with the

mustached officer looked at his partner. They both shared a look before he

that, but there's nothing we can do." He said and Owen's

investigation opened and only then will we be allowed to move forward. Until then, the most

gonna remain with that Psycho until then?" Owen asked, glancing between the two

The process is simple and quick. As soon as the

So just please wait for

No, in fact the entire prescient is

He muttered.

to look for

II

about to question when the voice

"What's going on here?"

door to see Gabriel standing there, brows knitted together

receptionist squeezed out from behind him, looking somewhat

audience with Ms. Romero. He saw the police cars outside..." She said, letting the rest of her words trail off, although Owen knew

his voice once again had all

good morning." The

gaze landed on Owen, a glare present "And what are you

of your business." Owen responded sharply and turned back to the security guard, muttering a few things to him which Gabriel did not pay attention to as he turned to question the

claims that Ms. Romero has

Gabriel's expression crumbled. "Kidnapped?"

we cannot do anything until a

investigation?" Gabriel muttered, his gaze

"Yes.

and paper, scribbled

waiting for them if you chosen to let them handle this." He muttered and left,

do you

Owen spat, walking taster in an attempt

"Stop."

and walked even

Gabriel commanded, this time reaching out and grabbing him by

off." Owen muttered, shaking his arm off.

"Then make time."

clenched tightly. "Do you not know how to read the

worried about her, alright?" Gabriel

well it doesn't look like it." He said

are you going?"

that

his

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