Falcon Technologies.


    In the office, a small group huddled together, each absorbed in theirptops, sifting through the stream of iing information.


    "Miranda?" Lysander noticed one of the names, frowned slightly, and turned to Leonard, asking, "Did she go over there too?"


    "Who''s that?" Giselle, catching his interest in another woman, turned her attention to the conversation.


    "M''s friend," Lysander replied offhandedly.


    Giselle blinked, then quickly pulled up the person''s information on herputer.


    Leonard chimed in, "I checked it out. She was nearby to mediate a financial dispute that day. The police have a record of it, and I had her car examined this morning. There were no traces of blood."


    Giselle, having finished reading the information, shrugged it off. "I doubt she''d have the nerve to hide someone."


    M''s always been a bit timid; could her friend be any better? If someone covered in blood showed up, she''d probably be scared to death, let alone have the guts to hide anyone!


    Lysander didn''t argue, casually moving on to the next person''s file.


    The team had been searching all morning with little sess, while online rumors


    were exploding, with news outlets buzzing and causing a stir.


    "Lockwood Group Board Member in Trouble, Suspected Missing or Dead!"


    "Lockwood Group Stock Drops! Major Crisis!"


    "Lockwood Group''s Copse: Capital Faces Reshuffle, Who Will Take the Cake?"


    "Who is the Next Rising Star?"


    Ryan, upon seeing the headlines, was fuming. "Which idiot is spreading these


    rumors? If I catch them, I''ll tear them apart!"


    Lysander exchanged a nce with Leonard.


    Leonard stood up silently, phone in hand, and headed outside to get in touch with


    contacts to investigate the source of the online rumors.


    The key question was: where did this informatione from?


    After Rnd''s incident, they had been quick to mp down on the news.


    ...


    "M, have you seen the news online?"


    Seeing the news explode on the inte, Miranda immediately called M. "Yeah."


    In the taxi, M replied and then asked, "Is everything alright on your end?"


    There was a brief silence on the other end before Miranda whispered, "Nothing major, but I have to tell you, when I went to work early this morning, I noticed someone had tampered with my car while I was at lunch. You were right." "Alright, be careful."


    With others in the taxi, M didn''t borate and hung up.


    The cab soon stopped near Maplewood Estates, and M, holding Julian''s hand, got out and walked toward themunity.


    She asked softly, "Julian, do you remember what I just told you?"


    Julian nodded obediently, his eyes bright, "Yes, I remember. We''re going back to get my clothes, and then you''re going to make lunch."


    "When I''m cooking, you need to stay in the bedroom and y quietly. If you''re good, there might be a special reward."


    M smiled.


    Julian''s eyes lit up, and he nodded enthusiastically.


    M felt a bit relieved, leading her son toward the Maplewood Estates vi.


    Rnd was hidden in the basement, and she couldn''t just leave him there. Even if he wasn''t injured, he''d starve eventually. But after the way Julian had beenst night, and with his useless uncle disappearing without a trace and not answering calls, M didn''t want to alert anyone. So when she sneaked out of the hospital, she decided to bring Julian along.