Chapter 194
Richard, who had come to visit Pearl, found the bed empty. When he touched it, it was still a bit warm.
Richard found it weird because Pearl wasn’t supposed to be discharged yet. Why wasn’t she in her room? Could she have taken a walk outside?
Frowning, he waited for half an hour, but there was still no sign of her. His stomach churned with unease, and a sense of foreboding came over him.
He quickly dialed Hugo’s number, informing him of the situation and requesting that he review the surveillance footage to
find out where she went.
Hugo’s heart dropped when he heard Pearl was missing. If something happened to her, all his plans would go down the drain.
Hugo checked the surveillance footage and noticed some suspicious activities. A few people were seen dragging a large piece of luggage, glancing around nervously before hastily leaving the premises. Could it be…
He took screenshots of the footage and sent them to Richard. “I’ve reviewed three hours of footage, and these two people appear the most suspicious. It seems they placed Pearl inside the luggage and took her out that way.”
Richard stared at the oversized bag, his heart heavy with dread. “How long ago was this?”
“About an hour. I don’t believe they left too long ago, but the camera footage didn’t capture their faces clearly. You might need to search for a while,” Hugo explained, though his concern was more about Pearl’s value to him than her safety.
However, seeing what happened in the footage, Pearl was in grave danger so he had to find a different way to achieve his goals.
Richard examined the images of the two suspects and immediately contacted the police. He also sent the information to his assistant, instructing them to gather more details about the men.
The police promptly identified the culprits and shared their information.
Coincidentally, both men had recently been released from prison and were willing to resort to anything to make some money, leading them to abduct Pearl. They were Louis Maplewood and Wilhem Sachs, both from the city’s rough neighborhoods.
Richard sent someone to speak to the suspects’ parents and find out how to get in touch with them. He dialed a number, and when it went unanswered, he tried the other one.
Finally, a voice on the other end casually answered, “Who’s this?”
Louis sat in the passenger seat of the van, nonchalantly picking his teeth after enjoying a rotisserie chicken. He didn’t suspect anything when he saw the incoming call.
“Where are you?”
Louis looked around and rolled his eyes. “It’s some random place on the outskirts. How am I supposed to tell you where?”
Suddenly sensing something wasn’t right, he questioned, “Who is this?”
There was only silence on the other end, and that’s when Louis realized he had made a mistake. He quickly ended the call.
“Damn, this guy’s definitely trying to track down the woman. I almost told him where we are,” Louis muttered.
Wilhem, the more composed of the two, smiled and reassured his partner, “It’s fine. Even if they could teleport, they wouldn’t know our location. Worst case scenario, we’ll just go elsewhere.”
