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.

saw Natalie being chased by a few men soon after she'd left her apartment building. The chase had ended at a wall between Natalie's apartment and a neighboring apartment. She was carried away by

as the roads ahead, it

his grip on the back of the

van in real-time. I don't

Natalie's safety was at

She might be

resolve as Shane picked up his phone and ordered sternly, “No problem. Just hack the satellite, and I'll handle the higher-ups. Send me the real-time location

The employee carried out his orders

phone as he walked to his car. “Mr. Gunn, it's me. I'd like to ask for a

the person

agree to his request, and Shane hung up after expressing his gratitude. Keeping

seat belt, his phone blinked with a notification. A map appeared on the screen,

knew that the red dot was

the van. Following the map, he'd just driven down two roads when a few SWAT

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 said

SWAT officers?” The other thugs who were watching Natalie

She let out a few

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