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.

After turning off the light in the car, he quickly changed into the new set

stole glances at his boss in the rearview mirror from time to time, and despite the dim

such fair skin. No wonder his wife loves

deep, husky voice rang out. “Have you seen enough? Do you want me to blindfold you and

he wasn’t joking. All he could think of was to look for his wife, so why would he be in the mood for

wits, Swain quickly sat upright, retracted his gaze, and concentrated

than five minutes later, Cedrick had changed his outfit and began buttoning his

one could tell

hates it when I smoke 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

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

team of police officers had

the car with a black umbrella and opened the door for Cedrick, taking extra care

the vehicle and made a beeline

chief of this area. It must be hard for you to

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

highway. In the past hour, only two cars have shown up. We’re currently verifying

another thought popped up. “Is the

is complete. No one has tampered with

few hours back

“Understood.”

behind Kyro pushed the roadblock away to let Cedrick’s

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

“Get in.”

umbrella and shook off the excess water. Then, he hopped into the technical and

road and headed toward the standalone

handed the tablet to Cedrick. “Please take a look, Mr. Jenson. This is the information on the

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

leaned in closer to Swain. “What on earth happened, Chief Swain? Mr.

gosh. Who knew holding

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