Chapter 3

However, the investigation didn't go as smoothly as Asher had hoped.

The three-day deadline came and went, and he still hadn't found a single trace of me.

In his office, Asher was fuming over a pile of documents, while Ronan stood nearby, barely daring to breathe.

"Keep searching. Don't stop. Track down every one of Celeste's old classmates, her teachers, and the places she used to work. Check them all," Asher snapped.

Ronan wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied nervously, "Mr. Whitfield, we've already reached out to everyone we could find, but they all said they haven't seen…