About ten minutes later, Shane arrived at the location marked out by the coordinates he'd received. It was a small bungalow that appeared to be built by hand. Two SWAT officers were stationed at the front door.

They walked towards Shane when they saw him. “Mr. Shane.”

“Where is she?” Shane asked, his fists clenched tightly.

One of the SWAT officers waved his hand in an inviting motion as he said, “Please follow me.”

Shane followed him to a room located on the second floor of the bungalow.

The officer opened the door to the room.

Shane was greeted by the sight of Natalie sitting on a bed, dressed in dusty, floral print clothes. There was a bowl in her hand, and she was taking small sips of chicken soup from it.

It's really her! She's alive!

The tension finally left Shane's body when he saw her safe and sound. He called out softly, “Natalie!”

At the sound of his voice, Natalie paused in surprise. She lifted her head to look at him. Her eyes were reddened with tears as she bit her lips. She answered him pitifully, “Mr. Shane.”

Shane couldn't hold himself back any longer. He took several big strides towards the bed and pulled Natalie into a tight hug.

Natalie froze, stunned at the contact.

her abruptly and gently cupped her face,

had no other injuries beyond a slightly swollen cheek, he heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he lifted her chin tenderly and

at his kiss. She took a long time to

let go of her

against the bed. She touched her lips

late,” Shane cut in. “I'm so glad

and relief in his words, Natalie couldn't suppress the fear she'd felt any longer. She launched herself into his arms and burst out

she'd been the moment the van had crashed through the guard rails

I was going to die back there. I

more tightly. Patting her back gently, he comforted her, “Just cry it all out; it'll

uncontrollably with her

time. After a while, her sobs grew softer and eventually

look at her and realized she'd fallen

head was resting on a pillow. After covering her with a blanket, he left the room and went downstairs to search for

Shane,” the

as he wiped his tear-stained shirt with

talking about a van that'd fallen off the cliff. They said it fell into a river. We approached them, and they brought us to the site of the crash. We

landed in the river with its rear-end in the air. Since Ms. Smith was at the back of the van, she was safe when the river began flooding the van. Otherwise, she might've drowned

was

Shane nodded his head.

situations, but she has always managed to turn them

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