“Okay, got it. I shall bring my men over right now!”
After hanging up, Lochlan bore an icy expression. Beside him, his vice-captain observed his expression carefully. “Captain Fraser, should we depart now?”
Clad in his firefighter uniform, Lochlan stared at the pouring rain outside the window and tidied his sleeves calmly. “We're firefighters. It's raining heavily, so why would they need our help?”
The vice-captain was surprised. Didn't Captain Fraser agree to send backup? Has he changed his mind?
Without a word, he left the office and didn't dare to inform the other firefighters.
Lochlan stared at the rain wordlessly. It's time to end things.
Right then, he received a WhatsApp message on his phone.
It was from Dixon: Lochlan, I'll leave you to gather the evidence. Can you complete it within a week?
Something dark appeared in Lochlan's eyes as he replied: Yes. It will take at most ten days. I'll arrange for someone to head there.
Dixon's reply arrived instantly mere seconds later: Okay. I'll await your good news.
The downpour was like an unending cataract of water sluicing from the sky. Lightning flared and contorted in forks of gold. The world became cellar-dark and the buckling, heaving sky looked fit to collapse down anytime.
A young woman was driving along the road leading to the abandoned factory in the northern suburbs.
“I'm almost there. I'm going to arrive soon!”
Ashlyn held the steering wheel tightly as she stared ahead. The windshield wipers slid left and right to clear the rain as rain pelted the car.
She kept mumbling to herself as the car got closer to the abandoned factory.
Anxiety overwhelmed her heart. Blair didn't tell me the entire incident clearly over the phone. I should've left with Lucas instead of waiting for him in the hotel like a fool. I can't believe he returned to the country secretly without letting me know!
Ashlyn could barely think straight as she was too concerned.
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