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Ready to Rule: The Real Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 904

After the police arrived and took everyone’s statements, they moved Spencer’s body away. That’s when Lydia and Connor noticed a bloodstain on the floor, shaped like a T.

Country T? The thought flashed through both their minds. When they remembered Spencer’s last words, it felt like they finally had a real lead.

They exchanged a look, both thinking hard. Without wasting a second, they headed straight to Spencer’s office. It was a disaster zone, drawers yanked open and papers everywhere. When they checked the security cameras, the footage was gone. Someone had already wiped it.

Connor frowned, eyes sharp. “Spencer had someone helping him in the hospital.”

Garrett’s brows were drawn tight. “Whoever it was, they took everything.”

Lydia nodded. “Who could move that fast?”

Connor shook his head. “We checked everyone after we got here. Besides Spencer, nobody seemed off.”

Lydia’s eyes narrowed. Her mind was racing. “Spencer was trying to tell us something before he died. That means his accomplice was right there with us. He couldn’t come out and say it, not if he wanted to keep his family safe.”

Connor picked up the thread. “So, while we were waiting for the police, that person went to Spencer’s office and took all the evidence.”

A spark lit up in Garrett’s eyes. “That means they must know Spencer really well. They’d have to, to grab the right stuff and get out so fast.”

Suddenly, Lydia and Connor both looked up, the same name on their lips. “Vincent.”

Before they arrived, Vincent had practically been Spencer’s shadow. He handled everything, always with a smile, always on their side, always pushing to help the patients and staff. He seemed like the perfect team player.

However, it was all just an act.

Lydia let out a short, cold laugh. “Let’s go!”

Connor and Garrett split up to search the hospital, but Vincent was nowhere.

But of course, just when they needed it most, the dot disappeared. Gone.

The screen flashed: IP address not found. Tracking lost.

“Lydia, what now?” Garrett’s voice was tight with worry.

She glanced at the map. “He’s near the port. He must have smashed all his devices so we couldn’t follow him.”

Vincent really was an old pro. No wonder he fooled them all.

Just thinking about it made Lydia’s blood boil. When they caught him, she was going to make sure he paid.

By the time they reached the port, police were already there, sprinting toward the docks in a wild rush.

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