HIS REGRET (Ex-Husband wants Me Back) novel Chapter 909

A few seconds later, he reached for a pen.

Without saying much, Hector pulled a small sheet of paper from his pocket and neatly wrote down an address. When he finished, he slowly slid the paper across the table toward Cale.

"This is as far as I can help you."

Cale lowered his gaze. It was only a few simple lines of an address, yet they were enough to make his eyes turn far colder.

Only one name remained in his mind.

Silas Evermont.

Slowly, Cale folded the paper and slipped it into the pocket of his suit jacket. He rose from his chair without offering either thanks or a farewell.

Hector made no attempt to stop him. He simply watched Cale's back as he walked toward the café door. The bell chimed once again as the glass door opened, signaling that the man had left him alone.

"I hope you keep your promise, Cale," Hector said quietly. "I don't want to get involved any further... but my grandchild still needs his father."

The moment Cale stepped out of the café, the cold air struck his face. His hand, still tucked inside the pocket of his heavy coat, clenched tightly around the paper bearing the address Hector had just given him.

Without the slightest hesitation, he walked toward the car parked not far from the café. Moments later, his phone rang. As soon as Cale looked at the screen, Vincent's name appeared.

"Mr. Cale, Mr. Chris and Mr. Brandon have already moved out. Naomi's location has been identified," Vincent said the moment the call connected.

"Good," Cale replied calmly.

"I'll come pick you up—"

"No need," Cale cut in quickly. "Take the people who are still at the office. Make sure they're ready, because we're going to bring Lydia home too."

A quiet sigh of relief escaped Vincent. "Thank goodness. In that case, I'll get everything ready."

"I'll send you the rendezvous point." Cale briefly lifted his head. The morning sky above Carrington Bay was clear. Somewhere else, wherever Lydia was, he hoped she could still see the same sky.

Cale immediately ended the call with Vincent. He was ready to bring his wife home and make sure Silas paid dearly for what he had done.

"Wait for me, my love."

"Understood."

The communication channel fell silent again. Only the hum of the engines filled the cabin.

The vehicles behind maintained their spacing in perfect formation. Gio led the second vehicle with six members of the Tier One team, while the remaining vehicles carried additional personnel divided into several squads according to the operational plan. No one spoke unnecessarily. Everyone understood that even the slightest mistake could cause them to lose Naomi's trail all over again.

Brandon spoke up once more. "I still can't believe Falcon made a mistake like this."

Chris didn't answer right away. His eyes remained fixed on the red dot on the screen. "People who feel safe for too long usually start letting their guard down."

"Or he's deliberately luring us in." Brandon's suggestion immediately plunged the interior of the vehicle back into silence.

Chris slowly raised his head. "Even if it is a trap, we still have to go." His eyes remained fixed on the red dot on the screen. "Naomi had to have been there at some point. And people like Falcon don't leave without leaving a trail."

Brandon gave a slight nod. He understood the reasoning behind the decision. They didn't have many options. As long as there was even the slightest chance that Naomi had been at that location, they couldn't afford to ignore it.

Paula's voice broke the silence once again. "You're 1.2 kilometers away."