As they continued to review the footage, Leila's mind raced with questions.
Who were these people?
She could only hope they wouldn't hurt her friend.
*****
Vincent's car screeched to a halt in front of the testing center, the tires grinding against the pavement as he stormed out. His sharp, hurried strides echoed through the halls until he pushed open the administrator's office door with a force that made everyone inside jump.
"Where is Aditi?"
The administrator, startled, stood up immediately. "May I ask how you are related to the missing girl?" she questioned, her voice quivering slightly under his intense gaze.
Vincent's eyes, cold and piercing like a snake ready to strike, settled on her. The look alone sent chills down her spine. "I am her brothet," he answered curtly, the word dripping with suppressed anger. His voice was low, raspy, carrying the weight of his fury.
