“I'm the night shift driver. The day shift driver is missing," the middle-aged man disclosed, providing a crucial piece of information.

Relieved from immediate punishment due to his helpfulness, the night shift driver was spared as Erick then focused on locating the day shift driver and alerted local authorities to aid in searching for Raegan.

After a lengthy search, they discovered that the day shift driver was merely at his home.

Erick arrived in haste, and the trembling day shift driver explained that after dropping Raegan at the conference center and waiting for about thirty minutes, he had an emergency that forced him to leave early.

He had expected Raegan to call if she needed further transportation, especially since a night driver was available to take over. With the lack of further instructions from Raegan and assuming his shift was over, he did not return.

Overwhelmed with frustration at their slacking off, Erick realized that had anyone been attentive, Raegan would already be home safe and sound.

In his urgency, Erick called Mitchel around three in the morning to understand the situation better.

Mitchel, hadn't yet fallen asleep, responded promptly. He told Erick that Raegan had visited him this day but had left soon after, which was precisely what the secretary had told him.

After the call, Erick sought assistance from law enforcement to access and review conference center surveillance footage, hoping for any clues.

Meanwhile, feeling restless, Mitchel prepared himself and requested his driver to head to the conference center, the first logical place to search, despite the odds.

Knowing the conference center was secured after hours by a system that only senior officials could disable, Mitchel tried to reach the duty officer for access but received no response. He then instructed Matteo to track down the official directly.

Taking matters into his own hands, Mitchel managed to enter the building using a security key.

Navigating the dark stairwell with a flashlight held in his mouth, Mitchel carefully climbed, relying on the railing and his cane. As fatigue set in, he placed the flashlight in his coat pocket to use both hands to feel his way through the darkness.

Fortunately, his office was located on the eighth floor, not the eighteenth.

After a grueling twenty-minute ascent, Mitchel arrived at his destination.

Exhausted, he moved toward his office and knocked on the door.

The office was inaccessible due to a power outage, as entry required both electricity and a security code.

The door, perfectly integrated into the wall without seams, offered no glimpse inside, and the windows on the opposite side made any attempt to break in unfeasible.

Mitchel repeatedly knocked on the door while calling Raegan's name, each shout filled with hope that she was not inside.

The chilling temperatures of Aurora at night could plummet to minus forty degrees Celsius outside, and nearly minus twenty-two inside.