As the rain continued to pour, the small fleet of technicals sped down the highway.

Cedrick gripped his phone nervously, still trying to get through to Gwendolyn’s phone.

Out of service… Argh! Why is the phone still out of service?

Swain showed Cedrick a screenshot of the GPS location, and the latter couldn’t stop staring at the red dot on the map, wishing he could see his wife soon.

“Boss…” Swain uttered while driving, only to stop when he caught of glimpse of Cedrick through the rearview mirror.

“Speak.”

“Throughout the first half of the night, Mrs. Jenson’s phone only went online in that one instance. Don’t you think that’s pretty fishy? I doubt we can find any clues when we reach Xanthon Highway…”

Cedrick pursed his lips in thought, and it wasn’t difficult to tell from his clenched jaw that he was suppressing his anxiety.

“Stop spouting nonsense. Contact Xanthon’s border patrol immediately. They can reach Xanthon Highway in a little over ten minutes, so have them seal off the entire road. No one, not even a bird, can leave the area.”

“Understood.”

Swain kept a hand on the steering wheel while skillfully tapping his Bluetooth headset with the other to contact the border patrol and relay Cedrick’s orders.

Frustratingly enough, the heavy rain showed no signs of stopping.

As the fleet of vehicles neared Xanthon Highway, Cedrick glanced at the darkness outside the window and discreetly smelled himself.

“Swain, is the cigarette smell on me obvious?”

Swain shook his head. “You’ve stumped me, Boss. I’m used to it since I’m also a smoker. But… I suppose there isn’t much difference from how you smelled in the day.”

Cedrick rolled his eyes. Ugh. Why did I even bother asking him?

The technical was large, and apart from the cache of weapons, there was also a stash of emergency supplies.

Cedrick opened a box and dug out a set of military fatigues. After turning

to time, and despite the dim lighting, he could still

skin. No wonder

a sudden, Cedrick’s deep, husky voice rang out. “Have you seen enough? Do you want

time, he wasn’t joking. All he could think of was to look for

out of his wits, Swain quickly sat upright, retracted

minutes later, Cedrick had changed his outfit and

interior, one could tell his eyes

and likes to see me all clean and tidy. No matter how slim the chance is of finding her tonight, I must still look my best for her. Gosh. I’ve only lost contact with her for a few hours, yet it feels like we’ve been apart for centuries… The kids are already five, but in all

the journey, and after an hour, the five technicals finally stopped in

team of police officers had also stationed themselves

black umbrella and opened the door for Cedrick, taking extra

the vehicle and made a beeline for

It must be hard for you to work this late into

How’s the

area in Xanthon is usually pretty quiet, so we don’t get many cars on the highway. In

thought popped up. “Is the traffic surveillance footage in

Jenson. The footage is complete. No one has tampered with

from a few hours back and check

“Understood.”

that, the officer behind Kyro pushed the roadblock away to let Cedrick’s technicals

get into his car, but before closing the door, he stared at the police chief standing attentively

“Get in.”

words as he kept his umbrella and shook off the excess water. Then, he hopped

the road and headed toward the standalone surveillance room

take a look, Mr. Jenson. This is the information on the two cars pulled over earlier. I don’t think there’s any problem

sullenly accepted the tablet and skimmed through the details. Hmm… Kyro’s right. There doesn’t seem to be anything fishy with these drivers. Their identities have been

was staring blankly at Cedrick and sweating bullets, leaned in closer to Swain. “What on earth happened, Chief Swain? Mr. Jenson looks terrifying… I feel like he might shoot me if he

speechless. Oh, gosh. Who knew holding in my laughter could

silence. “There’s only so many of us

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