Love Unspoken

Alexander frowned, striding into the room quickly. Once inside, it was empty, with nothing on the bed in the bedroom.

"What's going on?" Volume rubbed his eyes and hurriedly explained, "I was downstairs keeping watch; I didn't see her go down at all!"

He shivered as he lifted his gaze to Alexander, only to meet the man's murderous glare. The sight startled Volume, sending a tremor through him. "I'll check the surveillance footage," he said.

With that, he ran quickly to the monitoring room, calling the hotel manager as he ran.

Volume couldn't figure out what was going on. Quinn was an adult, not a three-year-old; why was Alexander so frantic just because she went missing for a bit?

Sylvadora was chaotic now. But the chaos was in crowded places, not in the vicinity of his hotel, which was very safe.

Despite his thoughts, Volume immediately accessed the surveillance. The footage showed that an hour ago, Quinn had left the room and headed towards the elevator.

But there was no sign of her in the elevator, so it was likely she took the stairs.

For safety, Volume checked the lobby surveillance again to confirm that Quinn hadn't left the lobby. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

He copied the surveillance footage and showed it to Alexander, who just glanced at it and tossed the tablet back to him before leaving the room.

also instructed people to search the

largest property, spanning over thirty floors,

while Volume's

searching, even rummaging through the trash cans in the hallways, there was still no sign of

top floor

sofa in the lobby, furrowing his brow. Though

spoke softly, "Don't worry, Mr. Kennedy. I've already sent people to check every floor. We're looking into the surveillance

eyes, ignoring him, as Volume continued to

the two men sitting

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walked over to Alexander and asked, "What's

sighed, leaning back into the couch, and lit a

was clear that the

a cigarette from

the situation, Walter got a Quentin understanding. He glanced at Volume. "You mean she disappeared in

"Isn't there

awkwardly saying, "Why would

to the parking lot, right? Have you searched the