Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 121:

As the dawn crept across the sky, painting it with hues of orange and pink, Norah’s heart raced against time.

The urgency was palpable in the tight grip she had on her steering wheel, her mind a tumult of worry for Kason. The GPS coordinates on her phone had directed her to a remote location, a solid half-hour’s drive from where she had been, and the uncertainty of what awaited her there gnawed at her nerves.

Kason’s recent injury, his right hand still in the throes of recovery, added layers of anxiety to her already frantic thoughts. What if he was in danger? What if he needed help?

At a red light, a moment of pause in her hurried journey, Norah swiftly tied her hair back, a physical manifestation of her readiness to leap into action. Her resolve was clear. “Kason, I’ll be there soon.”

Upon Norah’s arrival, the sight of two police cars already stationed at the scene offered a sliver of reassurance.

The police captain, spotting Norah, approached her vehicle with a brisk stride. “Were you the one who called the police?” he inquired, peering into the car. “What about the victim?”

Upon their arrival at the deserted location, all the police had encountered were grass and leaves, with no sign of any individual present.

Norah nodded, her voice steady but laced with concern. “Yes, I did. It’s about Kason. He should be here somewhere.”

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She dialed Kason’s number, and his ringtone faintly sounded from within the bushes.

Guided by the sound, she discovered his phone, swiftly unlocking it to find it open to a text message conversation.

A sinking feeling took hold. Something dire had befallen Kason.

“I believe the phone’s owner may have been abducted, making this the crime scene,” Norah announced, holding the device aloft, a sense of urgency in her voice. “This gives us a critical opportunity to unearth any leads.”

As the captain examined Kason’s phone, the discovery of bloodstains and numerous footprints in the vicinity prompted a grave look to wash over his face. “Understood!” he exclaimed, signaling the gravity of their findings. Their timing was crucial. The surrounding woods and the likelihood of any vehicles leaving traces behind became focal points for their search.

Noticing fresh blood specks on the foliage, a stark red against the green, tugged at Norah’s heartstrings.

to him? The silence on his end now haunted her. If only he had given some indication of his predicament or any detail about his

against the grass, the sharp edges of the leaves

comparison to her confusion and

Kason Hayes.

missing individual, the police captain’s

police operations. It was a name linked to a distinguished, albeit retired,

their minds, especially given the lack of any reports to their department regarding an

free to go now. We’ll keep you updated on any developments,” the captain informed Norah, hinting at the sensitive nature of the case tied to an ongoing mission, which led to his

palpable, her voice tinged with urgency. “Kason is my friend. I’m deeply

committed to this search. We’ll mobilize all resources to ensure his swift

Norah remained on

observing the police as they diligently gathered

thought of Kason’s potential abduction tightened a knot of worry within Norah. She understood all too well the despair and

caught

was a small, black fox charm hidden

it, Norah recognized the

involved in a previous attempt

fingernail, was a clue she found

fox stirred

Alliance be

something significant!” Norah announced, her voice firm as she held aloft the small black fox charm, instantly drawing the focus of the nearby officers to

Meanwhile, in a starkly different scene, Kason endured the

from the cold. His leg wound, still fresh and bleeding, had become a distant ache, numbed by the

broke the silence, its tone laced with mockery. “Quite bold of you, venturing alone into the

attire, lounged on a stool, her legs elegantly crossed. Her presence filled the

a scout, hoping to dismantle us in one fell swoop? Laughable. Now that you’re in our grasp, escape is but a fanciful

red-manicured fingers brushed away the beads of water from his

responded only with defiant silence, his jaw clenched as

special forces, specializing in reconnaissance and sniping, had prepared him for perilous solo missions. Yet, this unforeseen capture by the Fox Alliance