"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 security room, watching the video the man

was the back entrance of the building, a gate leading directly to a back

clear view and showed a black van, a woman being dragged out

who Owen was s familiar

heart raced and the nagging feeling turned

She was taken

Escape Gone Wrong.

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 narrowed his eyes, looking weirdly at the

order to not lose his patience with the man. "Are you not

both shared a look before he placed his hand on

you that, but there's nothing we can do." He said and Owen's brows twitched. "Excuse me?" He said, a sharp

to be made and an investigation opened and only then will we be allowed to

Psycho until then?" Owen asked, glancing between

The process is simple and quick. As soon as the report

please wait for a

No, in

He muttered.

look for

II

when the voice of a third party interrupted

"What's going on here?"

to see Gabriel standing there, brows knitted together in

out from behind him, looking

Romero. He saw the police cars outside..." She said, letting

voice

Bryce, good morning." The

gaze landed on Owen, a glare present

and turned back to the security guard, muttering a few things to him which Gabriel did not pay attention to as

claims that Ms. Romero has been

Gabriel's expression crumbled. "Kidnapped?"

anything until a proper investigation has

investigation?" Gabriel muttered, his gaze

"Yes.

there, Owen Grabbed a pen and paper, scribbled something down

waiting for them if you chosen to let them handle this."

you mean

means exactly what it sounds like." Owen spat, walking taster in an attempt

"Stop."

ignored him and walked

commanded, this time reaching out

arm off. "I

"Then make time."

clenched tightly. "Do you not know how to read the situation? Leonica's in danger and standing here, trying to

about her, alright?" Gabriel

it." He said and turned around walking

you going?" He called

save her from that Campbell Bastard."

Gabriel thought, narrowing his eyes. As in

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