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    Ashlyn caught Katelyn’s sudden stillness and leaned closer, curiosity etched on her face. “What’s wrong? Did you find something?”


    With a decisive gesture, Katelyn pointed to a specific spot on the screen. “This is strange. I have to check it out.”


    The surveince camera had captured the figures from quite a distance, rendering the image too blurry to make out their faces clearly. For Katelyn, however, this presented no real challenge.


    Fascinated, Ashlyn observed as Katelyn captured a screenshot of that particr segment and immediately began enhancing the image.


    Katelyn’s fingers flew across the keyboard with practiced precision. In just a couple of minutes, she had managed to restore the approximate outlines of the mysterious figures.


    Ashlyn stared in disbelief. Never had she imagined someone could possess such extraordinary skill. To transform such a blurry, distant image into something recognizable seemed nothing short of miraculous!


    She gave Katelyn an appreciative thumbs up, genuine admiration in her voice. “You’re amazing.”


    Undeterred by the praise, Katelyn remained focused on her task. She fed the restored image into a search database to identify the mysterious figures. With the facial outlines now rified, discovering their identities was merely a matter of time and patience for someone of Katelyn’s expertise.


    In an instant, the screen flickered with results as the system matched the faces to names. Katelyn swiftly forwarded the identification data to Vincent. Since he was actively searching for Alfy, this information would significantly narrow his search parameters.


    Upon receiving Katelyn’s intel, Vincent wasted no time mobilizing his search team. Message sent, she immediately dove back into her investigation, attempting to trace these individuals’ movements over the past several hours. Unfortunately, the system’s capabilities had their limits, and her search yielded no results.


    Even more frustrating, their mobile phones had been powered off during this critical timeframe, effectively erasing any digital footprint that might have revealed their location.


    Slumped in her chair, Katelyn silently prayed for Alfy’s safety.


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    Ashlyn recognized Katelyn’s distress but understood that mere words offort would ring hollow. Instead, she crossed the room and ced a gentle hand on Katelyn’s shoulder—a silent gesture of solidarity.


    Drawing in a deep breath, Katelyn acknowledged that dwelling on her worries would aplish nothing. She rose from her chair and turned to Ashlyn. “I’m going to check on how the woman is recovering after surgery.”


    Hours had passed since the procedure, and the patient should have regained consciousness by now, but Katelyn hadn’t found a moment to follow up.


    It was crucial that she assess the situation immediately and determine whether the post-operative recovery was progressing as expected.


    Ashlyn watched Katelyn’s retreating figure, her eyes clouded with concern.


    Over the past several days, exhaustion had taken its toll on Katelyn. She had barely closed her eyes, and the strain was evident in her bloodshot gaze.


    Ashlyn exhaled deeply, her breath carrying the weight of her hopes—that everything would soon end, allowing everyone to live in peace and quiet.


    When Katelyn entered the backyard quarters, she found the woman already awake, resting quietly on the bed with an IV drip attached to her hand.


    The woman’s face revealed no intense emotions, calm as a stillke. Only her eyes betrayed a certain detachment from the world around her.


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