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.

gently cupped her face, checking

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

to regain her composure, and then she pushed him away with a furious blush on

let go

She touched her lips as she tried to avoid his gaze. “Mr.

came late,” Shane cut in. “I'm so glad that

relief in his words, Natalie couldn't suppress the fear she'd felt any

the moment the van had crashed through the guard rails and plunged

going to die back there.

her even more tightly. Patting her back gently, he comforted her, “Just cry it all

with her head

cried for a really long time. After a while, her sobs grew

look at her and realized she'd fallen asleep after

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

the

find her?” Shane asked sternly as

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

the air. Since Ms. Smith was at the back of the van, she was safe when the river began flooding the van. Otherwise, she

was what

Shane nodded his head.

is blessed with luck. She's been through a lot of tough situations, but she has always managed to turn them around. I guess fate is

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