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.

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

to time, and despite the dim lighting, he could still catch glimpses of the

Boss has such fair skin. No wonder

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

think of was to look for his wife, so why would he be in the mood for snappy

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

Cedrick had changed his outfit and began buttoning his

dim interior, one could tell his eyes were

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 five, but in all these years, I don’t think I’ve ever felt as scared as I am

for the rest of the journey, and after an hour, the five technicals finally stopped

a team of police officers had also

opened the door for Cedrick, taking extra care to keep the latter

the vehicle and made a beeline for

the police chief of this area. It must be hard for

guys, too. How’s the roadblock coming along? How many vehicles have you had to

so we don’t get many cars on the highway. In the past hour, only two cars have shown up. We’re currently verifying

before another thought popped up. “Is

worry, Mr. Jenson. The footage is complete. No one has tampered with that

traffic footage from a few hours

“Understood.”

officer behind Kyro pushed the roadblock away to let Cedrick’s

but before closing the door, he stared at

“Get in.”

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

the road and headed toward the standalone

take a look, Mr. Jenson. This is the information on the two

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

sweating bullets, leaned in closer to Swain. “What on earth happened, Chief Swain? Mr. Jenson looks terrifying… I feel like he

a moment, Swain was rendered speechless. Oh, gosh. Who knew holding

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