Late at night…
It was drizzling. Theodore learned that O'Neil had been captured. He sneaked out of the hospital while Bella was fast asleep and went to where Hugo and his men had captured him.
It was an abandoned factory, the crumbling structure surrounded by overgrown bushes, shrouded in an eerie silence broken only by the sound of rain hitting the earth.
As the car stopped, Hugo rushed over with an umbrella in his hand and opened the door for Theodore. He greeted him with a nod.
Theodore got out of the car and gazed around at the gloomy surroundings. The air was thick with tension, and the occasional flash of lightning illuminated the grim surroundings, adding to the sense of foreboding. "What's the situation? Have you made sure there's no trace?"
"We have taken enough precautions, sir," Hugo informed. "The police won't find any lead."
"Okay. Let's get in."
