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    He had identified several suspicious areas around the spot where Eileen’s signal vanished. Any of these locations could be where she was either kidnapped or had an ident.


    The thought of Eileen being in danger weighed heavily on him. He could only stayposed and issue orders by pushing down the panic threatening to overwhelm him.


    “Spread out and search for her systematically. We have to find her within a day,” Bryan said.


    After days of meticulous nning, he was ready to act today, his eyes filled with unwavering resolve.


    From inside the room, Gabri’s small voice called out,


    “Mommy…”


    Standing barefoot on the floor, Gabri clutched the toy Eileen had bought for her. Hearing the noise, Le rushed over and picked her up.


    Both Le and Gabri turned their eyes toward Bryan, who was already heading for the door. Bryan’s body went stiff. He turned back to look at them for a few seconds before approaching.


    Gently tying up Gabri’s tangled hair, he said, “Gabri, be a good girl and listen to your great-grandma. I promise I’ll bring your mommy back to you.”


    “Okay,” Gabri agreed, not fully understanding what was happening, but the unease she had felt over the past couple of days had left her in a sour mood. Her usual smile was absent, and the light in herrge eyes had dimmed.


    “Le, please look after Gabri. Bring Eileen back within a day,” Bryan assured Le with confidence. Le’s eyes reddened, and she nodded. “Alright, I believe you.”


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    A crowd of Bryan’s subordinates had gathered outside the mansion. Bryan stepped out, dispersing the group in all directions to ensure no corner was overlooked. Despite his decisive instructions, he remained still.


    Raymond, anxiety evident in his voice, asked, “Mr. Dawson, where should we start the search?”


    “Let’s go to the city,” Bryan replied. Then, he got inside the car and headed directly toward the city.


    In the faint light, Eileen caught the subtle scent of incense lingering in the air. Her eyes were covered, making it impossible for her to see her surroundings. All she could make out were the asional clicks of a lighter from somewhere outside. The roar of a car engine, followed by the screech of brakes, echoed outside. Eileen realized someone wasing.


    She turned her head, held her breath, and listened intently to the footsteps, which then stopped at the door.


    The clicking of the lighter ceased, and Eileen could hear two voices speaking in hushed tones.


    “I’ll take care of the rest. I’ll tell you to…”


    “I didn’te all this way just to kill her.”


    “Then why did you talk about working with me?” The man who had driven there sounded angry.


    The one who had been ying with the lighter replied coolly, “Because I wanted to use you. Can’t you see that?”


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