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.

set of military fatigues. After turning off the light in the car, he quickly changed into

the rearview mirror from time to time, and despite the dim lighting, he could still catch

has such fair skin. No wonder his wife

sudden, Cedrick’s deep, husky voice rang out. “Have you seen enough? Do you want me to blindfold you and use you as target training

was to look for his wife, so

of his wits, Swain quickly sat upright,

five minutes later, Cedrick had changed his

one could tell his eyes were

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

the rest of the journey, and after an hour, the five technicals finally stopped in front of the roadblock sealing

of police officers

the door for Cedrick, taking extra care to keep the latter out of the

made

Jenson. I’m Kyro Jaeger, the police chief of this area. It must be hard for you to work

you guys, too. How’s the roadblock coming along? How

the highway. In the past hour, only two cars

another thought popped up. “Is the traffic surveillance footage in

Jenson. The footage is complete. No one has tampered

traffic footage from a few hours back and

“Understood.”

pushed the roadblock away to let Cedrick’s

turned around to get into his car, but before closing the

“Get in.”

flattered beyond words as he kept his umbrella and shook off the excess water. Then, he hopped into the technical and sat

the technical cruised down the road and headed toward the standalone surveillance room in the middle

drivers and immediately handed the tablet to Cedrick. “Please take a look, Mr. Jenson. This is the information on the two cars pulled over earlier. I don’t think there’s any problem with

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

got increasingly tense, Kyro, who was staring blankly at Cedrick and sweating bullets, leaned in closer to Swain. “What on earth happened, Chief Swain? Mr.

Who

only so many of us in the car, and

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