Walking into the hospital, Ethan was clenching his hand into a fist. A police officer walked with him and reported, "Mr. Wright. The other kidnapper is dead. The other is having an operation. We will soon find out of their intentions."

"The plates to the black van... Sadly, they are fake," revealed the police. "It would seem as though, the accident, a block away from the hotel, was also part of their plan."

Ethan's eyes narrowed, hearing the statement coming from the police. His jaws tightened before asking, "Where is my wife?"

"She is being checked right now." Pointing to a guarded room, the police said, "That room at the end of the hallway."

Seeing Edgar by the door, Ethan glared at him and said, "I expected much from you, Edgar."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wright." Edgar could only apologize, blaming himself for being late. 

That night, he had several bumps while driving in the direction of the hotel from the mansion. It was as if, circum