Soon, they arrived at the operations department.

Shane pushed open the door and tossed his phone at one of the employees. “Trace the last-known location of this number right now!”

“Right away, sir!” The employee got to work immediately.

Next, he turned towards Silas and ordered, “I need you to call Mr. Horner of the Design Association and tell him that something's cropped up at Natalie's end, so she can't make it to the courthouse. Get him to postpone the trial hearing. And I want someone to bring Harrison here this instant!” Shane's eyes narrowed dangerously, his voice as chilling as the harsh winter snow.

Since Harrison sent someone after Natalie, I'm going to teach him a lesson.

“Understood. I'm on it.” Silas nodded his head seriously as he carried out Shane's orders.

Silas had barely left the room when the employee tasked with tracing Natalie's call completed Shane's request. He pointed at the computer screen as he said, “Mr. Shane, I've traced the call to this location.”

Shane lowered his gaze to look at the screen and realized it was Natalie's apartment. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Continue tracing the phone. I want you to gather all the security footage of the apartment and its vicinity.”

“Yes, sir.” The employee nodded and began typing furiously on his keyboard.

About ten minutes later, he'd gathered all the relevant security footage.

apartment building. The chase had ended at a wall between Natalie's

as the roads ahead, it seems

you track the van?” Shane tightened his grip on the back of the

real-time. I don't have the clearance to access it; once

Natalie's safety was at the top of his mind. He wanted to save her

was caught... She might be safe now if

hack the satellite, and I'll handle the

carried out his

someone on his phone as he walked to

request to the person on the other end

up after expressing his gratitude. Keeping his

appeared on the screen, and he

knew that the red dot

started his car and began his pursuit of the van. Following the map, he'd just driven down two roads when a few SWAT vehicles trailed

the same time, one of the thugs in the van ended a call with a distraught expression on his face. He addressed the driver, “Boss, something's up. He

thugs who were watching Natalie

let out a few emotional sobs despite

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