Chapter 1097:
Daxton’s fingers tapped lightly against the glass as he stared off, deep in thought.
Elsewhere, Kristopher was sitting in the car, planning to run a few errands, when he passed by a medical waste
disposal truck on the road. The truck’s window was down, and he happened to catch a few words from the driver
and his buddy—"Woman,” “Beautiful,” “Such a pity.”
It sent a jolt through his chest.
Kristopher wasn’t the overly sensitive type, but when he got a gut feeling like this—it usually meant something
bad was about to happen. A few times abroad, instincts like this had saved his life.
He glanced again at the truck. On the side, the nof a private gynecology hospital was printed—the same
one Camille had mentioned recently.
She'd said Carrie was going there for prenatal check-ups.
His stomach tightened. He pulled out his phone and called Carrie. The call connected after a few rings, and he
breathed a sigh of relief, asking, “Where are you?”
“Hello?” A woman's voice con, clearly not Carrie's. “Are you looking for Ms. Campbell? She’s at the
hospital... for a check-up. I, um—"
The voice was flustered—unsure, nervous, like she was holding something back.
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Kristopher’s frown deepened. Morrison family staff were always trained and composed. No maid would ever pick
up a private call to family members unless something was wrong. His tone turned cold. “Where is Carrie? Put her
on.”
The next words hit him like a punch to the gut.
“I—I can’t find her!” the maid cried.
Kristopher’s instincts kicked in hard. He snapped at the driver, “Turn around. Follow that waste disposal truck.
Now.”
Then back into the phone, “Telleverything—now.”
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The maid stammered through her explanation, voice trembling as she recounted what had happened at the
hospital.
Kristopher told her firmly to alert the Morrison family immediately and contact the police—then ended the call.
Kristopher was still on the phone when the driver—no ordinary chauffeur, but a former special forces soldier—
began to piece the situation together.
As soon as Kristopher ended the call, the driver spoke up. “Mr. Norris, this road leads to the seaside. Wantto
have smen wait there?”
Kristopher frowned. The seaside was too obvious. Anyone who analyzed the route could predict that location.
If Carrie had really been
kidnapped—and based on how
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Whether it was for ransom or something darker, the seaside didn’t make sense.
Still, he couldn't afford to rule
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