Chapter 1202 A Clue

Shane silently lowered his gaze.

Locking down the city could work, provided Sean isn’t behind this. If he truly masterminded Natalie’s kidnapping, he would have designed an escape plan impervious even to lockdowns.

A lockdown would be too late if Natalie had been whisked away by helicopter or speedboat.

He could only pray that the police could luck out during their inspections of all air and sea ports in the country.

Joyce was at a loss for what to do next in the face of Shane’s moody silence.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up as though she remembered something. She suggested, “Mr. Shane, why don’t you ask Connor to track Nat’s location? Didn’t Connor plant a GPS tracker on her? He might be able to discover Nat’s whereabouts!”

Clenching his fists, Shane croaked hoarsely, “I’ve already called Mrs. Wilson about this. Connor is trying his best, but we have no news of her whereabouts.”

Joyce furrowed her brows in concern and repeated, “No news?”

Connor can’t track Nat’s location? Could

 

ringing of Shane’s phone snapped her out of her

his phone and saw that

to Joyce’s face as she urged, “It’s Connor! Answer the call, Mr. Shane! He might’ve tracked

immediately accepted

the point. “Daddy, I’ve found

and demanded, “Where

son paused before replying,

wailed, “A river? Did they toss Nat in

lord, it’s been hours since her

grip visibly tightening on the phone.

others anticipated Shane’s dismay

“Where?” Shane choked out.

The GPS tracker I gave

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