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Chapter 682 His Target Is Me

As the words fell, Lincoln turned and left. The rain soaked his entire body, but it couldn’t extinguish the aura of hostility emanating from him…

That evening, the news of Zayla’s abduction reached Stephen’s ears. He immediately took a flight to Aromasouth Island under the guise of a business trip, concealing it from his parents.

Lincoln dispatched all available personnel. Aromasouth Island was neither big nor small. It was nighttime and raining, with low visibility. The rain provided some assistance to the other party.

After Wingfield was taken to the hospital for examination, it was confirmed that he had no major issues, just a fractured right shinbone. It was ultimately an external injury and did not show any symptoms of a concussion. The police immediately took his statement.

According to Wingfield, the truck driver was originally part of their group. But later, the van carrying Zayla turned back and rammed into the truck, killing the driver. Wingfield speculated that it was all orchestrated by the man known as “boss” perhaps to create a fake accident scene.

Wingfield’s account aligned completely with the preliminary investigation by the police, but whether it was infighting within the abduction team or a deliberate

fabrication of the scene remained to be seen.

Subsequently, Wingfield provided some additional details, such as the content of their conversation, confirming that they had an employer behind them. As for the physical characteristics of the “boss” Wingfield shook his head.

“At the time, the vehicle overturned on my side, and I was in a daze, unable to see or make out his appearance clearly. I only saw his hand… with a large gold

ring.” That thing was particularly dazzling in the dark.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For All Books Updates…

After collecting clues from Wingfield, the police immediately began investigating Zayla’s abandoned cellphone. After confirming there were no issues, they tracked down Lincoln with the cellphone.

The door to the apartment was knocked on, and Aziel quickly opened it. When the police entered, they were stunned for several seconds. It was the first time they had seen such an empty home.

The entire seventh-floor apartment was empty. Since the elderly couple moved out, there had only been a thorough cleaning, with no furniture or decorations left behind. There was only one ceiling light radiating light, elongating his figure. He stood by the French window, the

small window contrasting sharply with his towering figure. “Mr. Nash, we investigated your fiancée’s cellphone and found nothing unusual. We haven’t received any suspicious calls either.

“Forgive us for being direct, but this is our ninth year in Aromasouth Island, and the security here has been improving year after year. We have never encountered such a heinous kidnapping case. “Please recall if your girlfriend has any enemies.” As the police spoke, they handed the useless cellphone to Lincoln.

“We have connected the phone number to the network, so if the other party makes a call, we will receive the notification immediately.” Lincoln nodded and took the phone. “She has no enemies.” Anyone who had a grudge with Zayla, whether it was him or the Vargas family, had people monitoring her 24/7.

“Could it be a conflict with her family, parents? After all, we have investigated your fiancée’s background. She is from the Vargas family in Harper, not an ordinary person.” Lincoln firmly stated,© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“You only learned about her identity after the investigation, but you should know that the Vargas family has kept her hidden for her safety.”

Upon hearing Lincoln’s explanation, the police found his words reasonable. No one outside knew who the Vargas family’s daughter was, so how could they target Zayla?

Lincoln didn’t say much and simply instructed Aziel to see the guests off. Regarding Zayla, they would continue to investigate suspicious leads and search in Aromasouth Island.

She couldn’t have left the island yet! After they left, Lincoln still stood by the French window, watching the pouring rain, lost in thought. Until Aziel walked back and stood beside him.

“Sir, have you already figured out who kidnapped Ms. Vargas?” Lincoln didn’t directly answer, but his eyebrows furrowed tighter. “Their target is me.” Aziel was taken aback, “Could… could it be…

” Lincoln’s thin lips parted slightly as he uttered two words, one by one. “Archie Powells!”

A bolt of lightning tore through the night sky, illuminating his extremely sinister face. He was waiting. Waiting for that person’s call… A thunderclap brought Zayla back to consciousness from her daze.

She listened to the sound of rain outside, the musty smell in the air making her feel nauseous. Where was she? It was pitch black all around, and she couldn’t see anything. Clack! Dim lights illuminated!