Nathans phone chimed.
Lonnie had texted him.
Lucinda noticed him tense up and gave him a confused look.
Nathan silently walked out without looking back.
He stared at the text.
Sir, Hildas house was searched.
According to our observations, it seems they know we have her.
Those people were watching her.
She would undoubtedly be killed if they let her go back to the mountains. However, if they kept her in their custody, the investigation would come to a standstill.
It was such a difficult decision whether they should release her or not.
What should we do, sir? Lonnie texted again.
Nathan pondered on it for a couple of seconds before instructing them to wait.
Nathan returned to the ward.
Lucinda walked over to him, trying to read his emotions.
What happened? Whats wrong? Aldric kept the kids occupied as Nathan led Lucinda out of the ward.
They stopped walking once they reached the end of the corridor.
We have to let Hilda go.
I see, besides, she has told us almost everything.
Keeping her any longer isnt a solution.
We have to let her go.
How do you plan on doing it though? Hilda would definitely be in danger if she returned alone.
And if Cory was really behind it, he would kill her without hesitation.
Ill have Lonnie secretly escort her back, and Ill go along to make it easy to adapt to any issue that might come suddenly, Nathan said.
From his information on Cory, he knew he was the only one capable of capturing him.
Lucinda realized Cory was not mentally okay after the incident. He acted without considering the consequences at all.
He despised Nathan.
If the two of them were to meet, something terrible would definitely happen.
But Lucinda knew they had no other choice.
They wouldnt ever have peace unless Cory was captured.
Seeing the worry in her eyes, Nathan pulled her into his embrace.
Ill be extra careful, love, rest assured.
I promise to return okay.
I wont forgive you if you dont return safe and sound, Lucinda gently warned, causing Nathan to smile lightly.
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