A Love Rekindled (Nancy and Bruce) novel Chapter 93

"Based on gender, we can eliminate a portion of the female fans. But the rest is up to our luck."

Immediately after lunch, Caroline and I made our way to the resort by car.

That was where the fan meet was taking place.

This was my first time attending a fan meeting with one of the best concept designers in the industry, and it was quite a bustling sight.

There were many young people who were holding on to Camille's artwork patiently lining up.

But every now and then, I spotted a few older faces too. They either looked like homebodies, or they were simply here to join in on the hype.

They didn't look like they could be associated with Camille at all.

Then, an even more unfortunate thing happened.

During the security checks to enter, the security guard informed us that the invitation that Caroline had only allowed one person to enter.

Caroline was pissed. "The ticket seller told me that it was a ticket for two," she explained.

We had a detailed discussion, and after that, we decided to have Caroline infiltrate from within.

After all, she was more experienced with knowing and getting to know people.

As for myself, I was in charge of observing from outside.

"Since he likes to watch others, I wouldn't be surprised if he leaves the place in advance. Do keep a good watch on the back door, and contact me immediately if you see anyone suspicious."

I was amused by Caroline's brilliance and replied in a serious tone, "Don't worry, Ms. Whittaker. I promise I'll complete my mission."

After agreeing on our respective tasks, I went to order a cup of coffee. Then, I sat at the back door of the fan meeting to wait for my prey.

Seconds and minutes passed.

It was already halfway through the fan meeting, yet I hadn't seen anyone who looked suspicious.

Just then, I heard someone saying, "Excuse me. Please, excuse me."

I looked in the direction of where the sound was coming from.

There was a freight elevator a short distance away, and a child around three years of age was standing in front of the elevator.

The elevator door opened, and a trolley that was piled with things was very quickly pushed out from the elevator.

Without thinking too much about it, I rushed forward and wrapped my arms around the child.