As Elias Krar and the two detectives almost raced outside to see who had a way of finding Adam, they arrived to see Max and lanie sitting down.
"My na is Maximilian. I’m the chairman of Stordge International... and Adam is not just a friend. He’s my business partner. Also, like I told your junior, I have a way to find him."
For a mont, silence swallowed the room.
Elias Krar stopped in his tracks and turned to look at the man. Stordge International? That wasn’t just a company. That was a global conglorate—one involved in high level sports tech, logistics, and private intelligence.
Why did the case getting more and more complicated. So, Adam Collins was not just the grandson of a businessman who had co here to fool around but a business partner in a conglorate... That just increased the number of enemies he might have by ten fold. Just where did Patrick et all these people?
While he was still wondering this, yhe thinner of the two detectives, stepped forward. "What? How? We’ve looked everywhere-he vanished without a trace. What could you possibly have that might help us find him?"
"I know he’s been kidnapped without a trace.," Max said. He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t need to. "But there’s a reason that I say Adam can still be found. Adam is wearing a tracker chip."
The room stilled. It wasn’t just disbelief—it was a shift in atmosphere, like soone had cracked the window in the middle of a storm.
Even lanie, who had co in beside Max without questioning him, blinked in surprise. She turned to look at him as if he’d suddenly beco a stranger.
The older detective—Harrow—gave a scoff and a shake of his head. "That’s not possible. Any accessory, any wearable, even a smart band, would’ve been stripped off. We catalogued everything ourselves. The hospital ran a full-body MRI. You know the rules. They don’t allow a single sliver of tal in there. Not even a paperclip."
Max gave a small, almost pitying shake of his head.""You’re thinking of visible items like watches, jewelry, wearable tech. Things that can be slipped off and scanned. I’m not talking about anything external"" He leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice and tapped the table once, "The chip is embedded."
Silence.
Not a breath moved.
Detective Harrow’s brow furrowed,as his mouth tightened into a grim line. "Embedded?" he repeated slowly. "You an... this chip is inside him?"
Max nodded, "Yes. It’s a subdermal implant. It was embedded in the soft tissue just beneath the skin of his left toe. Very small. Custom-engineered. MRI-safe. Organic-encased, non-tallic components. It’s practically invisible unless you’re specifically scanning for it—and even then, you have to know exactly where."
Elias exchanged a look with the detectives, and then back at Max. "Why... would you put sothing like that in him?"
"I didn’t." Max snapped with irritation. Shouldn’t they already be discussing about how to trace that. Why ask him useless questions? "Adam did. He was the one who had it installed on his own. He knew the risks of the circles he moved in. People who don’t settle scores in boardrooms or courtrooms—but through silence, threats, and vanishing acts. Adam wasn’t paranoid. He was prepared. We made a pact years ago. If sothing ever happened to either of us, we’d make sure the other could find us. This chip was his idea."
lanie looked dazed. "So you’re saying... the MRI scan triggered it? That is how you knew to co here to Maniwa?"
"Yes." Max pulled out a small black device from the inner pocket of his blazer and set it gently on the table like it was a live wire. "It activated the mont the scan passed over it. Naturally, I called Adam the mont that happened but his phone was out of reach. That is why I took the first flight to Maniwa and reached the hospital."
"From then on, the singal receiver has been prid. It listens quietly. The mont it senses high-frequency electromagnetic fields—like the kind found in airports, military installations, or secure governnt zones it will send back a signal. Not constantly, but in bursts. Enough to trace."
For a second, everyone stared at the little device. Then Detective Harrow stepped in and spoke up.
"But what if he doesn’t go near any of those places?" His eyes narrowed. "You said it yourself. The chip only responds to high-frequency electromagnetic waves. If he’s being moved by road... smuggled through safehouse or underground route... it might never get close to a signal strong enough to trigger the return ping."
Max hesitated. His jaw tensed as he glanced down at the tracker. "Then we’re blind. Until he passes through the right scanner, we’ll have nothing. No signal. No trail."
Max sighed and looked around," Even so, Maniwa is an island. So, even if Saira kidnapped Adam, she would want to leave the country at the soonest. Which ans that air or water route is most viable for her. Airports are already secure but if we can raised the frequency waves at the two passenger ports in Maniwa, we might be able to intercept them."
The detective knew what he was saying was true but he shook his head," Raising the frequency would require us taking permission from the coast guard, and also acquiring machines to transmit and receive those signals... By the ti we do that, Adam Collins will have long been taken away, if he hasn’t already."
As Detective Harrow said this, the little hope that everyone had when Max reached the police station was extinguished. Because they realized they were now back at square one until finally, the detective had an idea," What we can do is, increase the security at the sea ports for the staff to keep an eye on anyone leaving the country if they are injured in any way."
Max nodded at that. At least they would have so way to find it. He just hoped that if it really was Saira, she would choose to go the airport. WIth the hig EMs on the tarmac etc, the chip would definitely send distress signals.
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