"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 "

followed the man back into the security room, watching the video the man had played

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

a black van, a woman being dragged out and thrown in

woman, who Owen was s familiar

heart raced and the nagging feeling turned into dread, tear and

She was taken

Escape Gone Wrong.

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 man in front of

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

partner. They both shared a look before he placed his

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

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

gonna remain with that Psycho until then?"

quick. As soon as

just please

useless. No, in fact the entire prescient is useless.

He muttered.

look for

II

to question when the voice of a third party

"What's going on here?"

all turned towards the door to see Gabriel standing there, brows

out from behind him, looking somewhat

requested an audience with Ms. Romero. He saw the police cars outside..." She said, letting the rest of

sound of his voice once again had

morning." The

Owen, a glare present "And what are you doing

sharply and turned back to the security guard, muttering a few things to

claims that Ms.

Gabriel's expression crumbled. "Kidnapped?"

cannot do anything until

investigation?" Gabriel muttered, his

"Yes.

While he stood there, Owen Grabbed a pen and paper, scribbled something down and walked

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

you

exactly what it sounds like." Owen spat, walking taster in an attempt to get rid of the other

"Stop."

and

Gabriel commanded, this time reaching out and grabbing him

shaking his arm off. "I don't have time

"Then make time."

his fist clenched tightly. "Do you not know how to

about her,

doesn't look like it." He said and turned around

are you going?" He

that Campbell Bastard." Owen called

narrowing his eyes.

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