Anchor Tattoo

Fabe called Jonathan countlessly to ask for help, but she was directed to his voicemail. It has been five hours since Bryce was taken. Nothing shows up yet that would lead them to his location.

"I'm going to roam the street and see what I can find."

"Street? Ava, you don't have any lead except the stolen car. Who is missing, by the way," Massimo discouraged her thought.

"I can't just wait, dad."

"Oh, yes, you will. I spread all our men in the city to keep an eye on the vehicle. Don't put yourself at risk. Think before you make a move!"

Fabe didn't push to go out. She doesn't want to disobey Massimo as much as possible. He already disapproved of finding Bryce, and pissing him off won't do any good if he seizes all the help they can get.

The hackers sent all the recordings of the camera in the city, but the black sedan was last seen going North. It's a dead end for them. Fabe called the police every hour for additional information or any development of the case. But just like them, t