Yeah, this situation is serious.


    We need a quick resolution, Cordell added.


    Before Matthew could respond, Fernando joined them.


    Mr.


    rk, Lindsays safe at home now, and shes not alone, he informed.


    Acknowledging this, Matthew nodded and directed, Check everything thoroughly.


    Make sure no stone is left unturned, especially anyone Robinst spoke with, right down to the car dealership staff.


    Fernando and Neville nodded in agreement.


    As they turned to leave, Matthew called them back with a firm reminder.


    And make sure you focus on Stes pen. Its key to proving her innocence.


    Determined, he was resolute about clearing Stes name.


    In the studio, Doreen, having heard about Stes ordeal, was seized by a wave of anxiety.


    Her mind raced with horrific scenarios, haunted by the thought that she might have inadvertently harmed Ste.


    Herplexion turned ashen, and she gripped her hands together, wrestling with a mix of guilt and dread.


    But before she could sink further into her worries, the police arrived to take her statement.


    The mention of Ste made Doreens heart skip a beat.


    She strove forposure, maintaining an even tone as she inquired about Stes well -being, her concern palpable.


    The officers, however, remained tight-lipped about Stes condition, focusing instead on the missing pen.


    Doreen confessed that the pen had been misced, and she and Ste had scoured the area for it. Overwhelmed, she couldnt help but ask, What does the pen have to do with what happened to Ste? Her eyes mirrored her inner turmoilconfused and anxious for answers.


    The officers kept to their script, steering clear of specifics and instead delved into any potential conflicts between Ste and Robin.


    Doreen was thorough, fearing that any missed detail could jeopardize Stes case.


    She shared everything she knew, determined not to leave any stone unturned.


    After escorting the officers out, Doreen was soaked in sweat, her chest tight with unease.


    She had nned to reach out to the woman who had given her the funds, but when she picked up her phone, she paused.


    Facing the mysterious woman felt daunting, and the uncertainty of how the situation might unfold weighed heavily on her.


    In the end, she refrained from making the call.


    Instead, she resolved to visit Ste in the hospital to uncover the truth.


    At the same time, Sanford was consumed by worry as he hurried to meet Den. In the middle of lunch, Den looked up at the sight of Sanford rushing in, irritation flickering across his face.


    Once Sanford sat, he wasted no time.


    Did you have anything to do with what happened to Ste? he asked, his gaze sharp with suspicion.


    Den met Sanfords eyes, his expression calm.


    What are you talking about? he replied, his voice even as if unaware of Stes predicament.


    Sanford, realizing he might have been hasty, took a moment to steady himself.


    He ryed the entire series of events, stressing that harming Ste served no purpose for them.


    His hope was to extract a straightforward response from Den, confirming his innocence.


    Den set his utensils aside, fixed his gaze on Sanford, and said bluntly, Sanford, youve fallen for Ste.


    His eyes bored into Sanford, cutting through any pretense.