Chapter 1100:
As soon as they turned, the driver spotted one of their surveillance vehicles idling near the roadside.
Without missing a beat, he tapped a message: Move now.
Two vehicles tailing one was way too obvious. Now that they were here, it was tfor the surveillance vehicle
to back off.
Backing off didn’t mean heading hto relax. It meant pulling off the main road and waiting on nearby side
streets, ready to jump back in if things changed.
Kristopher’s car kept following the truck all the way to a quiet spot across the bay—an amusement park still
under construction. Besides a few scattered workers, the place was practically deserted.
Recently, someone had anonymously reported the site for “illegal construction,” and ever since the authorities
stepped in, most of the workers had stopped showing up. No security cameras either—perfect setup for shady
business.
Of course, it wasn't just srandom concerned citizen who filed that complaint. That was all part of Alethea’s
plan. Compared to finding a way to get Lise out, this part was easy. With enough cash, most problems could be
handled quietly.
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Eventually, the driver had to hit the brakes near a residential complex.
He looked in the rearview mirror. “Mr. Norris, we can’t keep following them. Barely any cars out here—we’re way
too easy to spot.”
Kristopher was tense, but he knew the guy was right. There was no choice but to back off.
He wasn’t even sure if Carrie was in that garbage truck. If they pulled the wrong move and stopped the wrong
vehicle, they might spook whoever was really behind it.
Along with the tail, Kristopher had someone hack into the hospital's surveillance system.
Ever since losing his memory, he didn’t trust anyone—not even his own mother. No way he could risk using
official channels. So, he brought in a hacker to go directly into the hospital's internal network.
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They combed through every camera feed. The only footage they found showed Carrie and the maid going to the
restroom to collect a sample. After that—nothing. Every camera in that area had suddenly gone dark. Whoever
did it clearly knew what they were doing. Even Kristopher’s guy couldn’t find a trace of tampering.
The driver checked the map again. “There aren't any main roads ahead. Just sold neighborhoods that all
loop back to the main road. The only real place up ahead is the amusement park.”
Kristopher’s voice went cold. “Have sof our people cover the neighborhoods. We'll cut through and head
straight to the amusement park.”
“Yes, sir.”
The driver spun the wheel and gunned it down a narrow side road.
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