The tension in the mansion was palpable as the police systematically checked every room. The cold and malicious glare exchanged between Derek and Anne only added to the unsettling atmosphere. I couldn't help but feel my anxiety grow, knowing that Paul was hidden somewhere within these walls. The discovery of Paul would undoubtedly lead to a legal battle that could threaten Derek's freedom.
Derek, however, remained the picture of confidence, a reassuring presence in this trying moment. He leaned in close to me, his voice a comforting whisper. "Don't be concerned, girl. Everything will be okay, believe me," he murmured, his words providing a soothing balm for my jittery nerves. I nodded in agreement, trusting his judgment and resolve.
After what felt like an eternity, the officers returned with news that sent ripples of uncertainty through the room. "There's no one here," they reported. The question loomed large: Where had Paul disappeared to?
