Hector’s brow furrowed in concern.

“Has anyone seen or heard from Casey…”

Hector coughed, attempting to cover up his mistake.

“I mean, has anyone seen or heard from Mrs.

Foster lately?”

Erick shook his head.

“No, no one has seen or heard from her.

Their investigation so far had been largely speculative, relying heavily on a single lead, Jimena’s purchase of medicine.

They hadn’t found anyone who had set eyes on Casey yet.

This meant they still hadn’t received any definitive proof of Casey being alive or not, leaving her status as unknown.

As a result, the investigation had hit a dead end once again, with no new leads or progress in sight.

Davey’s manor was a peculiar and potentially dangerous place, and just because Hector’s initial investigation went undetected didn’t mean he could enter and exit Davey’s household at will without consequences.

Just then, Hector’s phone rang.

It was Mitchel calling from Ardlens.

He put the phone on speaker and said, “Hello.

Mitchel, aware of Hector’s ongoing investigation into Casey’s disappearance, shared a crucial piece of information that could help crack the case.

“I’ve got something important to share with you Davey’s house has a massive secret underground basement.

Raegan’s thoughts were suddenly jolted when she heard Mitchel’s voice, leaving her feeling momentarily dazed and disoriented.

So, he had been secretly digging into this case all along, without anyone knowing?

Hector revealed that the drunken vagrant who had previously snooped around Davey’s house was actually part of a plan orchestrated by Mitchel himself.

Undeterred by the initial failure, Mitchel persisted and arranged for another covert operation, sneaking the drunken vagrant into Davey’s house for a second attempt, and uncovered the shocking fact that the underground basement was being systematically filled with soil.

The motive behind Davey’s clandestine efforts to fill the basement was crystal clear.

He must have had something to conceal, and with the overseas basement already demolished, the ones in Aurora were his last secret strongholds.

But the exact location of the basement Davey contained Casey remained a mystery.

Just when all hope seemed lost, Raegan’s receiver started blinking.

She cried out in excitement, and all heads turned her way.

They saw her grasping a tiny, button-sized device.

It glowed with an urgent Light.

Overcome with emotion, Raegan’s voice trembled as she exclaimed, “It’s mom!”

Raegan had carefully sewn a button-sized tracker into the swallow design on the distributed gifts earlier.

Each of the swallow pattern held one.

To ensure it wouldn’t be triggered accidentally, she employed a complex cross-stitching method that only Casey, with her specialized embroidery skills, could undo.

Despite the gunshot wound in his shoulder, Erick seized the notebook and, within five seconds, cracked the satellite tracking on the locator.

It pinpointed the Location of one of Davey’s manors.

This meant Davey had likely hidden Casey in his underground basement.

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