Was this all just to see how likely it was to survive a tumble down the hill?
âSir, you ended the call before I could finish.
We located Mrs.
Payneâs car, but⦠Mrs.
Payne isnât thereâ¦â
In the pouring rain, Nathan followed Lonnie to where Lucindaâs car had rushed down the hill.
It was a light green Maserati.
Green was Lucindaâs favorite color.
The car, a gift from him for their third anniversary, was a limited edition model, with only a few made worldwide.
It was unmistakably Lucindaâs car.
Nathan, his eyes bloodshot, fixed his gaze on the nearly demolished luxury car before him.
Rain drenched his face, blurring his vision.
He knew how much Lucinda adored this car.
She drove it frequently but meticulously maintained it, keeping it in perfect condition.
What had happened to Lucinda in the Bay Tunnel that caused her to lose control and rush down the hill?
Now, officials from the National Security Bureau had surrounded the car, inspecting the damage under the rainfall for any signs of foul play.
A N G E L A âs L I B R A R Y
Lonnie took an umbrella from someone nearby and held it over Nathan, standing by his side.
The depth of Nathanâs sorrow seemed even more intense than the downpour.
Lonnie looked at him with concern.
âSir, try to stay calm.
Mrs.
Payne is skilled at handling danger, and.
If sheâs not in the car, that means sheâs still out there.
Weâll find her.
â
With a heavy heart, Nathan asked in a raspy voice, âHowâs the search going? Has the area around the valley been thoroughly searched?â
Lonnie glanced down and sighed.
âMrs.
Payneâs car went over the hill before the heavy rain started.
We got here quickly, thankfully.
Had we been delayed, the rain might have erased any signs of the carâs descent.
Now the ground is muddy, and we canât find any tracks.
However, our team has searched the nearby area and even brought in a sniffer dog.
We havenât found any bloodstains, so, likely Mrs.
Payne isnât hurt.
â
Nathan breathed a slow sigh of relief.
No blood meant no injuries.
This was indeed the best news they could have hoped for now.
âKeep searching.
Arrange for a tow truck to bring the car back for a detailed examination to check for any fingerprints or footprints.
â
Nathan needed to determine if Lucinda had exited the vehicle voluntarily or if she had been forced.
If she chose to fall down the hillside, she must have been in a dangerous situation.
Nathan clenched his fists, his veins bulging with tension.
He was filled with self-loathing.
Earlier that afternoon, he had been upset because Lucinda defended Kyson.
Little did he know, she would go missing just hours later.
He should have been with herâ¦