?Chapter 289:
Katelyn clenched her fists tightly, her eyes fixed on theputer screen, refusing to blink.
The person in the security footage had gone to great lengths to hide her identity. She wore a mask and a hat that obscured her face, even taking care to avoid the cameras as she moved. But while she could hide her appearance and even her build, there was no way topletely disguise her walking posture. Something about it felt familiar, and in an instant, it reminded Katelyn of someone she knew all too well.
It was Sophia Spencer.
She had vanished without a trace over three and a half years ago!
Katelyn tried to convince herself that she was just overthinking it, but her gaze remained glued to the screen.
How could this be?
The person moved exactly like Sophia.
Vincent noticed the change in her expression and turned to study her, his eyes filled with curiosity. “Do you recognize the person in the video?”
Katelyn shook her head and replied, “No. I just thought of a friend, that’s all.”
She quickly shifted her attention back, trying to divert the conversation.
Changing the subject, she asked with curiosity, “Did you find out what was in that injection?”
“It was lethal snake venom. Death would be almost instant,” Vincent replied in a cold tone.
The previous day, he had deliberately kept the man alive during the fight.<fn2f16> Find the newest release on Find?Novel</fn2f16>
???????? ???????????? ?????????? ????: g???????ν????????????
However, he hadn’t expected T Organization to be so ruthless, eliminating their own without hesitation.
To prevent something like this, he had arranged extra security around the ward, but the attacker managed to sneak in during the middle of the night and deliver the fatal blow. They hadn’t gotten a chance to extract any information from the man.
Katelyn sat in front of theputer, reying the surveince footage. “Do you think this person belongs to T Organization?” she asked.
The woman on the screen kept her head down as she passed the cameras, concealing her face.
But judging by the way she moved, it was clear she wasn’t concerned about being identified. She seemed confident, decisive, andpletelyposed.
A feeling of unease settled in Katelyn’s chest.
“Could it really be you, Sophia?” she thought to herself.
“I think so,” Vincent replied, following her gaze and noticing theplicated expression on her face.
He had already asked Katelyn once if she recognized the woman, but since she seemed unwilling to discuss it or share more details, he decided not to press further.
“I’ll start looking into who might have been frequently contacting T Organizationtely,” he added.
Katelyn gathered herposure and responded calmly, “Alright.”
Just then, her phone rang. It was Briar calling. After a brief moment of hesitation, she stepped into the corridor to take the call.
Briar’s voice sounded serious, tinged with concern. “I heard someone from T Organization tried to attack you. Are you okay?”
Katelyn rubbed the bridge of her nose and replied casually, “I’m fine.”
Briar continued, “The people in T Organization are relentless; they won’t stop until they achieve their goal. If someone has hired them to take you out, you need to be extra cautious whenever you leave the house. I’ll also keep investigating until we find out who’s behind this.”
Katelyn nodded and said, “Alright. I understand.”
“If you need anything, don’t hesitate to reach out to me.”
“Alright,” Katelyn replied.
She ended the call and put her phone down.
Her thoughts were consumed by the mystery of the masked woman’s identity, making it hard to focus on anything else.
Gripping her phone tightly, she stared at Sophia’s contact, a sense of unease growing in her. It had been four years since shest tried calling that number.
Sophia had left in a burst of anger back then.
No matter how many times Katelyn had tried to reach out, she never got through.
What could have happened over those four years? Could Sophia have really joined T Organization and be a merciless killer?
Katelyn let out a deep sigh and tried to steady herself. When she opened the door to the ward, she saw that Vincent was already standing.
“I’ve arranged for us to visit the shooting range owned by a friend of mine. You have the day off today, so let’s go out and unwind for a bit.”
“Sounds good.” Katelyn nodded in agreement.
In her current state, she knew that even if she tried to force herself to work, she wouldn’t be able to produce anything worthwhile.
She figured she might as well get some fresh air and clear her mind.
The shooting range Vincent mentioned was located in the suburbs. It was well-equipped, offering a wide variety of firearms, including some light weapons.
As she sat in the back seat of the car, she rolled down the window, letting the wind rush in and blow through her hair. Despite the breeze, the tension in her eyes remained evident.
“If something is weighing on your mind, you’re wee to share it with me. I’m here to listen if you need to talk,” Vincent said, his voice steady and reassuring.
.
.
.