anwhile, at the hospital.
In the corridor outside the orthopedics clinic, Violet Ford and Yara Reagan sat side by side on the bench, while Rhys Jacobs was on the phone non-stop, anxiously explaining the situation to Franklin Ford on the other end.
Both Violet Ford and Yara Reagan seed like they had lost their souls, sitting there silently.
No one knew how much ti had passed until Rhys Jacobs hung up the phone, and until Franklin Ford arrived at the hospital, the two finally seed to awaken from a dream.
Yara Reagan’s eyes were red, and when she glanced at Franklin Ford, their gazes t.
"Um, I’m going to see Officer Young now. You talk first, call if you need anything." Yara Reagan withdrew her gaze and went into the clinic room.
Violet Ford’s eyes were also reddened as she gazed at her brother for a while, then lowered her eyes and said softly, "What should we do? I’ve contacted everyone, and even Lynn Yates can’t be reached..."
"Jas Grant—" Franklin Ford’s head throbbed with pain, "Is he insane?"
Daring to kidnap soone in broad daylight.
Violet Ford took a deep breath, "I don’t know. I’ve had people watch all the surveillance of the roads Jas Grant might take after leaving Gene Young’s ho. His car disappeared after passing through that tunnel on Vernal Road."
"Vernal Road..." Franklin Ford pondered for a while, then said calmly, "They might have left town."
For a mont, Violet Ford hesitated with doubt in her eyes, "Should we go look for her?"
Franklin Ford sensed Violet Ford’s hesitation, slightly pursing his lips, "Sis, what do you an?"
"I think we should notify the Sinclair family about this." Violet Ford cald down bit by bit, "The fact that Jas Grant dared to do such a thing ans he’s not afraid of anyone confronting him. Our issue isn’t about finding people or if we can find them, it’s about how to bring the person out!"
Just then, Yara Reagan ca out.
She was pushing a wheelchair, with Gene Young sitting in it.
Franklin Ford glanced at Violet Ford, and she turned her head away, saying nothing.
Two months ago, the incident where Gene Young was attacked by Jas Grant was handled by Franklin Ford, so he naturally knew Gene Young. He stepped forward and said softly, "Officer Young, are you okay?"
Gene Young’s face was alarmingly pale, making him look even more precarious.
Upon hearing this, Gene Young said hoarsely, "I’m fine... I’ll contact our precinct later, to find Miss Clayton—"
Violet Ford glanced at him, held back for a while, but ultimately couldn’t resist.
She stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Officer Young, you shouldn’t get involved in this ss."
Gene Young looked at Violet Ford with confusion.
"You know what kind of person Jas Grant is from before." Violet Ford persuaded earnestly, "Let us handle this."
However, before Gene Young could speak, Yara Reagan said softly, "Violet, Officer Young isn’t in a good state right now. He needs to stay in the hospital to recover. I’ll take him over first. We can discuss this later."
Violet Ford was stunned for a mont, then nodded, "Alright—uh, maybe we should go together..."
"No need, you guys wait for here."
Yara Reagan refused neatly, and without saying another word, she left with Gene Young.
Franklin Ford stood there, his gaze slightly darkened, watching Yara Reagan’s silhouette fade into the distance before withdrawing his eyes.
He slowly responded to Violet Ford’s words.
"Notifying the Sinclair family is indeed an option, but doing so basically ans handing Evelyn Clayton over to them. Even if they manage to rescue her, do you think the Sinclair family would let her co back afterwards?"
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