Chapter 155: The Dark Web (1/2)

I turned to Sebastian when we were halfway to the station. ”Received it,” I chirped.

”Did they send the scanned copies?” Sebastian asked.

”They send the scanned copies and the documentation in the prison system,” I prompted. ”From what I can see, there are schedules and attendance sheets attached, too.”

”Good,” Sebastian hissed. ”Now it's time to get this bastard and put him down,” he seethed.

”You're really angry all of a sudden…” I trailed off.

”I should be. I spoke to Alicia for so many years but I had no idea there was someone else.” He sounded mildly defeated.

”You're still human, Sebastian. And love is the most irrational thing on the planet. A person can either shout about it to the world or act like it doesn't exist.” She smirked. ”You couldn't have seen the change in her body language or clothing because she was wearing that orange jumpsuit and her hands and legs were tied to the chair for the duration of the interview.”

”But I have spoken to people like that,” Sebastian must have felt guilty.

”When someone is brainwashed or part of a cult, they don't have the same expressions. Drive. We got him now,” I assured.

He glanced towards me before going back to driving.

When we reached the station, the general buzz of people going in and out was evident.

I saw Nash standing at the reception, talking to a group of new recruits.

”Hey, I'm back. Is there anything new we need to work on?” I asked.

Nash turned, clutching his heart. ”Make some noise, Evie. You scared me to death.” He rubbed his hand. ”We have a missing person's case being lodged with one of the officers, so we will probably get that. Depending on who the case gets assigned to, we might have some work to do,” he said calmly.

”Well, you won't be disappointed with the paperwork I brought. We have a lot to go through.” I chuckled when I saw the expression in his eyes.

”What paperwork?” he asked.

I shrugged, not wanting to disclose it in front of others.

Now that I knew this guy definitely had some government or police connections, I was not going to speak to anyone about him… not even the emails to the superiors would go out. Who knew, maybe one of them was the dreaded family member of the accomplice.

”Okay,” he said casually.

Sebastian kissed my forehead before disappearing into his office. When we went into ours, Nash opened his mouth to speak.

”You spoke to Alicia, didn't you?” he asked, no longer casual. I nodded. ”I thought Sebastian was going to do that. You were not allowed inside,” he said, frustrated.

”I know you discussed me while I wasn't there. But I needed that. I know a bit more now. I think I can find him. And it is not going to be long,” I said finally.

”I can see it on your face.” He paused. ”So, what did you find on him?” he asked.

I spilled whatever had happened and he gaped. ”This is not how I taught you. But good for you, you got your information and a semblance of revenge.”

I smirked. ”So, we have the employee files for everyone working as guards, temporary staff, and the canteen staff. We have their phone records and home addresses. We also have their recommendations and other details,” I must have had a huge smile on my face.

”Great. We can start going through the information, now,” he said. ”Good detective work!” he praised.

I sent him the information when Nash's phone rang.

He picked it up and spoke into it for a couple of minutes before a haunted look appeared in his eyes.

”What's wrong?” I asked.

”Emergency case. It's a missing teen,” he said. I blinked.

”The missing person's case?” I asked. He had been casual about it before, but now it was a different story altogether. ”What about it?”

”Eleven-year-old female student got out from school but never came home. Her parents reported that she didn't come back on time today and went to school to find her. They found her bag and nothing else.”

I cringed.

”She's a child, so we will have an alert sent out, right?” I asked.

”Yeah, it has been sent out. A primary team has been sent out to scope out and interview people but there is a catch,” he muttered. I waited patiently. ”She is on insulin. If she forgets to take it twice a week—”

”She dies,” I finished. ”No matter if this is foul-play or the girl wandered off, we need to find her before she goes into shock,” I stated. ”They need us as reinforcement?”

Nash nodded.

”Have we checked her bag yet? For the contents? Are the parents still here?” I asked.

He nodded once again. ”They're waiting outside. Inconsolable, of course. So, let's go there.”

We rushed to the waiting room. With the chill in the wind, I could see that the parents were distraught. They were wearing their home clothes, their feet in slippers. They just had shawls draped over their shoulders but they looked like the chill had penetrated their bones.

”Excuse me,” I said softly. The father raised his head, his eyes were red from unshed tears. Beside him, the mother sobbed, her head in her hands. She didn't look up. ”My name is Evie Marie Lewis and I will be joining the team to find your daughter,” I reiterated.

”Hello,” he said, sniffing once. ”You will find her, right?” he asked, his voice shaking.

”We will do our best to find her and bring her back home safely,” Nash said quickly before I could promise something. ”Would you mind if we asked a few questions?”

”We know other officers have asked you before, but we want to crosscheck for any information that we might have missed. Is that okay?” We helped one another in this manner. That was the teamwork we had. This was why we solved every case that came our way.

The father sat up and wiped his face before nodding.