He knew that he was being watched, so he didn't waste any time.

Taking out his phone, he called Blair.

"Send your men to the east and find Karina. It would take around thirty minutes to get there from Middle Street. Stay on the lookout for an abandoned factory. If you find one, she's probably there."

Blair answered, "Got it."

After a moment of hesitation, Barlow added, "If Karina is unharmed when you find her, let the culprit go."

Blair was confused.

"Why?"

“Because I owe her. She is not a bad person," Barlow said.

Blair pondered for a moment before asking, "So I guess Kennedi's behind this?"

"Yes,"

Blair said, "I really feel bad for you, Barlow."

A wry smile came to Barlow's lips.

"If you're sorry, reward me after the mission."

“Sure.”

"Alright. I'm hanging up."

In an abandoned warehouse nestled near the sea in the eastern suburbs of Wragos, the dim light from an overhead incandescent lamp cast a feeble glow over the scene.

Kennedi approached Karina, her nimble fingers untying the black cloth that covered Karina's eyes and deftly removing the towel that gagged her.

Karina remained bound to a chair, her eyes blinking as they adjusted to the sudden brightness. She fixed her gaze on Kennedi, a rush of anxiety flooding her chest.

“Kennedi, what's going on? Why did you kidnap me?"

Karina's voice trembled with disbelief as she never expected Kennedi to kidnap her.