“Is there only one surveillance camera here?” Natasha glanced at the surveillance camera above the door.
The director nodded. “This is a slightly secluded area, so there is only one surveillance camera at the door. Most of the surveillance cameras are installed inside.”
Natasha frowned and scanned the surroundings. She knew it was useless to check the surveillance cameras one by one.
A while later, she requested, “Can I get a floor plan of the site?”
“Uh, why would you need it?” the director asked.
Natasha stared at him stonily. Her face might be devoid of expression, but she had a powerful presence.
The director revealed, “We often film here, so we're familiar with the location. We don't have a floor plan...” He seemed stumped.
His reply elicited a frown on Natasha's brows.
“I'll handle it!” Kenneth declared all of a sudden.
He pulled his phone out to make a call.
After relaying his order, he cut the line.
A short while later, Kenneth's phone rang. He glanced at the content he received before sending the floor plan to Natasha.
Only two minutes had passed since he gave that order.
The director was rendered speechless.
Perhaps this is what capitalists can do. We had to negotiate for a long time before renting a site, but he got the floor plan that easily. Oh, capitalists are indeed powerful.
After getting the floor plan, Natasha glanced at the empty area beside her and went there.
She pulled her laptop out and switched it on.
The director was confused but dared not utter a word as no one else said anything.
As Natasha was standing there, he arranged for someone to get her a chair.
Sitting before her laptop, Natasha grew serious and focused on her work as though nothing else around her
mattered to her.
Kenneth's gaze grew dark.
Natasha didn't care about the others or what they would think of her.
She was focused on finding Denise, for the latter had been missing the entire night. No one knew what would happen to her.
If it were a kidnapping, the kidnapper would've called them by now.
However, there was no call, and Denise's phone was unreachable. There was no way Natasha could wait until forty-eight hours were over.
As Denise's life could be in danger, they needed to find her as soon as possible.
She refused to wait any longer.
Natasha was never a mother who would coddle her children. However, she couldn't help but feel like an iron shard had gone through her heart at the thought of Denise in danger.
She was a different person in front of her laptop. Her speed and focused attitude made others forget about her striking looks momentarily, as she looked as though she was about to become one with her laptop.
Numerous stuff appeared on the laptop screen in a blur.
Anthony and Benjamin shared a look before glancing at Kenneth discreetly. The man was staring at Natasha wordlessly.
He was neither shocked, surprised, or furious.
In fact, he was unfazed.
The calmer he was, the more uneasy
they got.
Anthony knew that Natasha was freaking out.
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