Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 762

Although Benedict despised Finnick and Noah with everything in him, now was not the time for personal grudges. There was something else much more important at hand.

“Go to the police station immediately to find out who this car plate number is registered under. I want to know the owner’s name, address, contact information, and everything else that you can find,” Benedict instructed.

Noah didn’t waste any time in following Benedict’s orders, he took off down the stairs and zoomed off towards the police station in his car.

Benedict wanted to call Vivian to check up on how she was doing, but she didn’t answer the phone.

All he heard was a robotic female voice telling him, “The person you are trying to call is unavailable…”

Frustrated, Benedict threw his phone aside, turning his attention to the video clip for what seemed to be the millionth time. Did we miss anything?

But Coast Haven was a desolate place, with few people going in or out. He was certain that they hadn’t overlooked anything.

The kidnapping case had caused the entire city to go into a frenzy looking for the missing child because the housemaid had gone to file a police report.

Of course, it wasn’t because the citizens were just kind, good Samaritans. They just wanted the reward money for finding Larry.

shallow younger women and girls to spring into action, doing their best to play detective. When the media somehow got wind that the child was one of the Morrisons, reporters swarmed the lobby of

wait aimlessly

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new information, he and Benedict made plans to meet up at the address of

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guards did their best to escort Benedict onto his vehicle, guarding him against the reporters’

glares at the guards, irritated at how their huge scoop was getting snatched away right in front

arrived at the car owner’s address at nearly the same time. The residential area the address was located at was entirely made up of narrow, winding roads, forcing them to

as they

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lady living in the west cried in the middle of

the only things the residents had to talk

was the only person in the entire area who regularly left the area for work, and