Not knowing how much time passed, Richard Zander slowly opened his eyes when there was no more noise outside. He looked nervously around, clutching the steering wheel, until he confirmed no one was coming.
"Hello... is this 110? I need to report a crime..."
...
A black van sped along the overpass, carrying a few men. The man in the passenger seat, Tiger, wore a grim expression. After much thought, he spoke up hesitantly, "Shouldn't we have tied up that driver as well? What if he reports it to the police?"
"Relax, the surveillance near the hospital entrance has long been taken out. The cops won't catch up," the skinny driver reassured him with a wave of his hand.
Tiger finally relaxed a bit after hearing this, slumping back against the seat. They had staked out the hospital for a day and a night, and had finally managed to capture Elliana Lyle.
At this moment, Elliana lay quietly in the trunk, her brows furrowed slightly, as if she was on the verge of waking up.
"..."
