Zendaya was still in Charles' car, and there was no confirmation of Gwendolyn's situation yet. Cedrick was not going to say a word about it, nor was he going to let Zendaya head to the dangerous Orchidbay Tunnel.
In a calm voice, he said, “She's fine. I'm going to pick her up. I don't want her to get anxious from waiting, so I drove a little faster than usual. You should take Zendy to the lab to rendezvous with Nico and Benny first. Otherwise, the four squadrons of military vehicles behind you will be too eye-catching and will affect the other vehicles around us.”
Wisely, Charles did not press on the matter. “Understood.”
After the call ended, Cedrick soon noticed that no cars were after his from the rearview mirror. It was likely that Charles had gotten off at the nearest expressway to change his destination to the lab.
Stepping onto the accelerator, Cedrick sped his way to Orchidbay Tunnel.
Please be fine. Please...
His eyes were bloodshot as he repeated that again and again in an attempt to calm himself down.
Raindrops silently pattered on his car window, seemingly reflecting the angry roars he wished he could voice out loud.
The drizzle from the gloomy sky grew heavier and heavier.
In just eight minutes, Cedrick's vehicle arrived at the scene in Orchidbay Tunnel.
Two trucks had turned over, so the traffic was congested. Traffic police had already set up a cordon so that the other vehicles could bypass the current lane to avoid worsening the accident site.
When Cedrick arrived, the entire tunnel was covered in dust.
The fire truck, the ambulance, and the traffic police were all there.
A moment later, Swain arrived with the police.
“Boss, I've already asked around for the details. There is a total of eleven victims in this accident. The two truck drivers passed away on the spot, and there were two other drivers who the medical staff were unable to save. Four have sustained severe injuries, and two have sustained light injuries. There's a child too, but they've only sustained a little scratch because they had been protected well during the accident. There aren't any signs of Mrs. Jenson.”
Cedrick dug his fingers deep into his palms and glared at Swain with bright red eyes. “Gwendolyn's signal disappeared in this tunnel. This entire place has been sealed off, and yet, I neither see her nor the Jenson family's car. Tell me, where can she possibly be?”
Swain's heart lurched, and he was frightened in stillness by his anger.
“Calm down, Boss. This might be good news. Seeing no signs of Mrs. Jenson or her car means that she might not have gotten hurt. At the very least, she's currently in no mortal danger. I've brought a troop of Federal Bureau of Investigation's soldiers over, and they're currently scouring everywhere near Orchidbay Tunnel.”
Cedrick took in a deep breath and was silent for a long time.
Indeed, no news was good news.
At the very least, Gwendolyn had nothing to do with the major traffic accident.
But I can't reach her on the phone or track her GPS signal. What's interfering with her devices?
Cedrick's heart had sunken deep in his stomach at his wife's disappearance. He could not calm down at all.
After leaving Swain to handle the accident site, Cedrick turned and went back into his car, planning to make a trip around Orchidbay Tunnel to find suspicious spots.
Swain tried to convince him otherwise. “Boss, it's raining heavily outside, and it's only getting heavier. Don't go. I'm sure someone will return with Mrs. Jenson's news soon.”
Cedrick whipped his head around and uttered, “I hope you'll be equally calm when I make you lose contact with your loved one.”
Hearing that, Swain paled drastically, a wave of shame washing over him.
“Sorry, Boss. I'll come with you to look for Mrs. Jenson instead,” Swain muttered weakly before moving toward the front passenger seat.
Cedrick rolled his eyes at him. “Handle the situation here. Contact me if anything happens.”
“There's no need for the Federal Bureau of Investigation to handle the situation here. It's just a massive traffic accident resulting from tailgating.”
Cedrick shot him a cold look. “Two truck drivers have died on the spot, and yet the tailgated driver didn't die as quickly. You're telling me that this is just a traffic accident?”
A truck was large in size, and its driver would be at lesser risk of fatal injuries in a tailgating accident. Yet, the truck drivers died earlier than the smaller vehicle drivers. It was indeed strange.
Swain stiffened and soon realized what Cedrick was talking about.
“Got it, Boss.”
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