The manager, who had been watching silently, finally spoke up. "I might have something that can help," he said, walking over to a filing cabinet and pulling out a folder. "We've had some trouble with theft recently, so I've been keeping an eye on certain individuals."
He handed the folder to Ivan, who flipped it open, revealing a series of surveillance photos. Ivan's heart skipped a beat as he recognized the man from the footage. "That's him," he said, his voice tight with tension.
The manager nodded. "His name is Viktor. He's been hanging around here a lot lately, always seems to be up to no good."
Ivan and Nikolas exchanged a grim look. They had a name, but now they needed to find out where he had taken Leanne.
The clock was ticking, and every second counted.
"Thank you," Ivan said, standing up and shaking the manager's hand. "You've been very helpful."
