“Mr. Jenson, I swear I don’t know the person you mentioned! Our boss, Hamish, left, and everyone else
in Quawak was taken away. I was the only one left behind. I’ve never heard of anyone named Joe.”
Once again, the culprit was one step ahead of them.
He sure moves fast. He was pretending to negotiate with me while secretly making his escape. It’s
almost as if he has a spy in the bureau…
Cedrick’s gaze turned darker, and he delivered a swift kick to the man’s groin. “He took everyone with
him and left a useless weakling like you here. It’s clear he’s using you as a scapegoat, and you’re still
willing to cover up for his crimes?”
The man’s screams filled the air as he waved his hands frantically. “I won’t! I know the punishment will
be less severe if I confess. I’ll tell you everything I know!”
“Where’s that woman he kidnapped?”
“Which one?”
Joe captured Gwendolyn, so there could not be any other women.
Infuriated, Cedrick kicked the man once more, warning through gritted teeth, “Stop playing dumb!”
The man’s memory was jogged after Cedrick terrorized him with threats. He exclaimed, “She’s at the
mountain outside the county. Boss kept her in a tree hollow. Let me bring you there!”
As they approached the tree hollow that the man had mentioned, Cedrick’s hands trembled
unconsciously, and he felt very nervous.
It had been five days since he last saw Gwendolyn, and he missed her terribly.
However, the sudden longing did not override his rationale.
Joe managed to escape and disappear without a trace just one hour before we arrived. As a result,
Team Four has already been dispatched to pursue him.
However, his years of experience in counter-surveillance made it unlikely that Team Four would be able
to find him easily.
Besides, Joe wouldn’t risk leaving without his hostage if he believed his location was exposed.
Something feels… amiss.
Cedrick came to a sudden halt, prompting Swain and Team Ten to do the same. They swiftly raised
their guns and took up defensive positions.
The man at the forefront, leading the way, was taken aback and visibly shaken as he saw the guns
being raised at him.
He squeaked, “M-Mr. Jenson?”
“He left one hour ago. Within this time frame, he could have taken the hostage with him. Leaving
behind such an important bargaining chip is not his style.” Cedrick spoke, his tone icy.
He smirked and drew the pistol from his waist, loading it with bullets. Cedrick pointed the gun at the
man’s head and asked once more, “Are you absolutely certain that the person held captive in the tree
hollow on the mountaintop is the one I want to find?”
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