Chapter 193: The commotion at the hospital (Part – 1)
Dylan pulled up to where Henry’s car had been abandoned, his heart pounding with fear and urgency. He parked hastily at the edge of the road and stepped out, his eyes immediately locking onto Justin, who stood near the car, his phone pressing on his ear.
The moment his gaze shifted to the bullet hole marring the windshield, his breath caught. A cold knot of dread twisted in his stomach. He hurried over to him. "Any update?" The words tumbled out quickly.
Justin ended the call and slipped the phone back into his pocket. "We just received intel. The black Range Rover—the one we suspect was used to abduct Dr. Henry—has been found in the southern suburb. It’s abandoned, but we think the kidnappers may have taken him somewhere nearby."
"Then what we are waiting for," Dylan spat. "Let’s go there." He pivoted and strode back toward his car, his movements quick and purposeful. Justin hurried after him.
As Dylan’s car roared down the road, his phone buzzed insistently on the dashboard. Dylan glanced at the screen and saw an unknown number. He grimaced, irritated by the interruption. Ignoring the call, he refocused on the road.
"Pick up the phone, Dylan," Henry muttered through his gritted teeth, restless. The call went unanswered, much to his dismay. His fingers trembled as he called him again.
Dylan glanced at the screen and saw the same number. Something clicked in his mind. ’What if it’s Henry?’ The thought was enough to jolt him. He snatched up the phone and answered, "Hello?"
"Dylan, it’s me," Henry said, exhaling heavily as he heard Dylan’s voice.
"Henry?" Dylan’s hands froze on the wheel as he slammed the brakes. "Where are you? Are you hurt?"
"I’m fine," Henry assured him, though his tone carried an edge of unease. "Some men kidnapped me. Listen, I’m—" He paused, scanning the unfamiliar room. His eyes landed on an elderly woman standing nervously nearby. "Ma’am where is this place?" he asked urgently.
"Suburb – in the southern region," the woman stuttered.