DreameNovelChapter 1152 Alexander shot up from the couch, eyes wide. "What did you just say?" Sean, looking like a deer in headlights, stuttered, "Quinn... she's missing." Alexander's face darkened. He got up, walked over to the big window, and stared out at the city lights, deep in thought.
When he got to the scene, it was just Sean, a few others, an empty car, and snails scattered on the ground.
Sean stood off to the side, not daring to make a peep.
Alexander scanned the area, then stopped by the car door.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSean stepped up, "No cameras around here. Closest one is like, 6.2 miles away." Great, just great. This made things a nightmare. The only camera caught cars from all over, making it a pain to figure out who took her.
Alexander stayed quiet.
Sean, clueless about what was going on in Alexander's head, spilled all the details and then just waited.
After what felt like forever, Alexander finally said, "Get all the footage that caught Quinn today." With that, Sean had a mission and rushed off to get the tapes. Quinn had been all over the place today. Alexander's crew could handle the small stuff, but for the big areas, they needed the Dixon family's help. Larry didn't even blink. When Sean asked, he got his people on it right away.
They spent the whole night glued to the surveillance screens.
Quinn slowly cto in pitch blackness; she couldn't see squat. Her body kept jolting around.
Her hands and feet were tied up, and something was gagging her, so she couldn't make a sound.
She had no clue how long she'd been out or how long they'd been moving. Her hands and feet were numb, and every little move sent sharp pains through her.
After what felt like ages, the numbness started to fade.
But the smell from the hood made her dizzy, and she drifted back into a foggy sleep.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe woke up again when someone dumped a bucket of ice-cold water on her.
The freezing shock hit her, and she struggled to open her eyes. Her vision was blurry, but she could make out a bunch of people standing around in the dim light. Quinn shook her head, and her vision slowly cleared.
She realized the people around her were all masked, wearing hats and bulletproof vests. Even worse, they were armed to the teeth.
Quinn's eyes widened as she looked around. No familiar faces.
Instinctively, she remembered what Orion had said about organ trafficking. Could they really be human traffickers? After a bit, a guy stepped forward and ripped the tape off her mouth.
Quinn glared at them and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"
No one answered. Footsteps echoed from outside, and the crowd parted side, to let someone through.
Following the sound, Quinn saw a tall figure walk in through the wooden door.
The guy was dressed in white casual clothes, totally different from the armed crew around her. He said, "Long tno see, Ms. Mellon."
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