My men were now doing everything to track where the van had gone.
I wondered what Keith had uncovered on his side. Still, I couldn't believe he wouldn't let me help with the investigation. We could cross-compare our findings.
I was handed the photos of Jasmine from today. She was being pushed out of the building with Keith. A wave of relief came over me. She was fine. There were more bodyguards all around them compared to other pictures. That told me the phone call she made earlier might have resulted in this.
My powerlessness was getting to me now. I couldn't continue to do this, watching from afar, not knowing how she was. Not knowing what that bastard was doing to her. Her making an abrupt call like that, my mind can only imagine she had to fight to find an opportunity like that. That he is fully restricting everything she does.
If there was nothing I could do legally, then I had no option but to do things the opposite way.
