TWENTY -NINE!!... DEFINITELY RESCUE PLAN

The atmosphere in the room was tense as we huddled together, each of us busy making phone calls, gathering information, and brainstorming ideas to locate my mother.

Alex was on the phone with his contacts, discussing the situation and coordinating efforts. The triplets were reaching out to their connections, using their unique skills to piece together any leads.

They have been at it for at least two hours now while all I did was cry, and when I got tired, I paced, and when I got tired of pacing, I just sat down staring at them pace the room with their phones in their eyes.

I sat at the table, my fingers gripping the phone tightly as I dialed numbers, calling my mum over and over again, my heart pounding with every unanswered call.

“We've got eyes on a possible location,” Dean reported, his voice cutting through the chaos. “We're sending a team to investigate.”

Damon nodded, his brow furrowed in concentration. “I'm checking financial records to see if there's any trace of Nathani