"Someone beat us to it, Mr. Johnston. She's tied up in a derelict building on the city's fringes. I was just about to report," the supervisor of surveillance informed.

This piqued Isaac's interest.

“Let's go." He wanted to see just how many enemies she'd made!

"Isaac, haven't you, in all this time working with Wynter, noticed her bad intentions?" Forrest felt strange.

Isaac was usually so sharp.

How could he have been blind to Wynter's true nature?

Back then, Alick had vouched for Wynter to Isaac, and she was very discreet.

Besides, Alick was a dependable person.

So Isaac hadn't paid her much attention.

Indeed, he had been careless.

"Alick helped her. She even went as far as hurting him. How ruthless!"

Forrest exclaimed.

Isaac looked calm and no one knew what he was thinking.

Forrest felt bored.

So he didn't say anything more.

Shortly, the car pulled up and parked in a grassy area.

The man overseeing surveillance, aware of Wynter's exact whereabouts, guided them.

Rubble, bricks, and fragments of wood littered the ground.

They trod on the dust-laden stairs, reaching the second floor.

Turning a corner, they found Wynter tied to a concrete pillar.