If Tyrone had heard what Glenn said, he might have taken his rage out on Glenn.

Glenn had divulged information about the spots those human traffickers frequented and the individuals they associated with.

Single men who Lived in remote mountainous regions and were desperate for a wife sought out clandestine channels to buy a wife. They would reach out to intermediaries who had connections to human traffickers.

Without hesitation, the sergeant sprang into action, swiftly dispatching his men to apprehend these criminals and scour the locations Glenn had disclosed. Their mission was to rescue the countless women and children who had fallen victim to abduction and exploitation.

After the interrogation, the sergeant hurried to his car and set off in the direction Baxter had fled.

Meanwhile, Baxter was speeding through the streets in the minibus.

Sabrina lay bound and gagged on the back seat, gazing at the rapidly passing dark street scene outside the car window, and her heart slowly sank.

"Something's not right. I can't reach Glenn," Coleman remarked fidgeting with his phone.

"Don't worry about him! We have our problems to deal with. They'll catch up with us soon!"

“What if he betrays us?" Coleman asked with concern.

"So what if he does? We're not going to hang around for their attention. What's important now is that we don't get caught."

There were many wanted criminals who evaded justice.

“Do you think they'll catch us?" Coleman asked nervously.

“Can you just shut the fucking up?" Baxter scolded.

After a moment of tense silence, Coleman pondered their next move.

“What should we do now? We can't go to any of our previous spots.

And she..."

Coleman gestured toward Sabrina in the back seat.

"What should we do with her?"

His thoughts were still preoccupied with the enticing offer of the staggering five million behind Sabrina's safety.