MARRIED TO MR POPULAR
Xavier’s pulse raced, every passing moment intensifying the tension.
A faint ping appeared on the screen. It was weak, almost imperceptible, but it was there. Xavier leaned forward, eyes fixed. “There,” he murmured. “That’s her. That’s her signal.” The team adjusted the settings, filtering out noise and static, trying to isolate the bracelet’s exact location. Every minute, the signal fluctuated, making the search difficult. The anxiety in the room grew thick.