Chapter 831: Chapter 831

Chapter 831:

But Rhys was already ahead of Tonya.

He had instructed Patrick to detain Etta and assigned Oaklee to handle the questioning. Without waiting further, he set off to retrieve the surveillance records.

As Tonya finished speaking, Rhys had just arrived at the scene.

“Understood,” he confirmed, finally ending the call.

Patrick promptly handed Etta over to Oaklee, briefly explaining Harlee’s disappearance before heading to secure the hotel’s surveillance videos.

Unaware of the growing crisis, others obstructed Rhys upon his arrival.

“What’s going on?”

“Harlee’s been taken away,” Rhys stated bluntly.

The five Sanderson sons froze, disbelief washing over them, until Kareem broke the silence.

“Does Etta have a hand in this? Leave her to me. I’ll get the truth in twenty minutes.” With that, Kareem stormed off without waiting for a response.

Brenton quickly asked, “And the surveillance?”

“Patrick’s working on it. We’ll have a lead within ten minutes,” Rhys answered.

“Good. I’ll handle calming the families.

Clint, Fletcher, you two go assist with the footage.

Fleming, remain here and monitor developments,” Brenton instructed.

Brenton quickly moved to reassure the guests, leaving Rhys scanning the room. Rhys’ gaze locked on Wilton and Belen, deep in conversation at the front.

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A gut instinct whispered Lindsay’s involvement.

Before Rhys could voice his suspicions, Fleming picked up on his expression.

“You suspect Lindsay, don’t you?”

Rhys didn’t respond, and Fleming added, “That’s impossible. My team’s been watching her.”

Fleming’s confidence faltered as he dialed his operatives, only to learn Lindsay had vanished from the hospital, despite being critically injured. To prevent panic, both the facility and prison had kept the incident under wraps, which was why Fleming hadn’t received the information until now.

Rhys clenched his fists, his frustration audible in the crack of his knuckles.

Shortly after, Patrick arrived with the footage.

“It seems these five had taken Miss Sanderson away.”

The video showed Lindsay and four men, with Etta’s assistance, entering the suite and later wheeling out two service carts into the basement.

Rhys’ jaw tightened. The group had escaped just moments before he returned to the hotel.

“Damn it!” he muttered, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the screen.

With measured intensity, Rhys said, “Track them down. I don’t care what it takes! Use every resource necessary!”

Patrick nodded.

“Got it!”

Fleming immediately contacted law enforcement to trace the vehicle’s location.

Meanwhile, Lindsay and the four men assigned by Hale had already moved far beyond the city’s outskirts.

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