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?”

location?

 

phone snapped her out

and saw

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

accepted

to the point. “Daddy, I’ve

and

son paused before replying,

overheard Connor’s words and wailed, “A river? Did they toss

been hours since her

shared her fears, his grip visibly tightening on the phone. He exuded a murderous aura that sent chills down

Shane’s dismay and turbulent emotions

“Where?” Shane choked out.

are there. The GPS

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