Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 594

Raelynn took the water and frowned. "You haven't found them?"

"They came prepared. It wasn't a sloppy job. The ransom text came from a burner phone, the bank accounts were offshore, the car had fake plates, and they deliberately chose blind spots in the surveillance grid so facial recognition is useless. They told us not to call the cops, and frankly, even if we did, they'd just go through standard procedures."

Anything the police could find out, they could too.

Figuring this out was going to take a massive amount of time.

And they still might not get answers.

"Then they're absolute professionals," Raelynn concluded. "The entire operation was flawless. But if they're pros, why did they leave me an opening to escape? It almost feels like they wanted me to run."

If they were truly ruthless criminals.

After executing such a precise plan to avoid getting caught.

Why would they fail at something as simple as letting her slip away?

Ian looked at her. "What are you thinking?"

Raelynn pursed her lips, her grip tightening on the glass. "They dumped me in a remote mountain range full of steep cliffs and treacherous paths. With a massive dose of anesthesia in my system, I managed to break free and run, which means it was highly likely that..."

"That at any moment, the drug would blind me, cripple my legs, make me stumble, and send me plummeting off a cliff on my own."

That was her theory.

If she accidentally fell off a cliff, who could be blamed?

She realized that even if someone eventually found her body and a coroner got involved, they wouldn't find a single trace of foul play.

By then, the Sevoflurane would have completely metabolized.

There wouldn't be a shred of evidence.

It would be ruled a 'suicide' or a 'tragic accident.'

Raelynn's mind spiraled, analyzing every possibility.

And right now, this was the one she suspected most.

Ian understood exactly what she was getting at.

His gaze darkened. "Then it's very likely this wasn't just a stroke of bad luck, but a deliberate setup. Who have you crossed recently?"

Raelynn's eyes flickered.

A bruise from an injection or an IV that hadn't been properly compressed afterward.

But Sevoflurane was inhaled, not injected.

Seeing Raelynn staring blankly at her arm.

Ian gazed at her for a long time before letting out a silent sigh.

"Raelynn," he called out softly.

She snapped out of her daze and turned to him. "Hmm?"

Before she could process it, Ian stood up and suddenly leaned over to embrace her. It was practically the first time they had shared such an intimate gesture. He sounded like a man who had narrowly survived a disaster as he whispered, "I'm so glad you're okay."

Raelynn froze.

At that exact moment.

Outside the door.

A dark silhouette stopped in front of the glass window.