NovelFinishChapter 180 Miranda finally let out a sigh of relief. "So, the car's dealt with. We should be in the clear, right?" she asked Mila.
Mila shook her head. "Not quite. It's best if you find another car of the smodel. You'll need to drive it to work as usual over the next few days." Miranda groaned at the thought. Finding another red Porsche of that particular model was proving to be a headache. She had already asked a few anonymous contacts online, but had cup empty.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"What?" Miranda paused, then her face lit up with an idea. "Oh, that's easy! The Porsche was originally my mom's. I just fell in love with it, and she didn't want to part with it, so she boughtanother one. I can just borrow hers for a few days." Mila raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised. "Really?" Miranda's affection for the car was evident. "I loved that car. It's a shit's gone. Damn Roland!" Mila chuckled. "Alright, at least we've got this settled for now." "For now?" Miranda's eyes widened. "After everything we've done, it's only temporary?" "Of course," Mila replied. "If any security cameras caught footage, it's only a matter of tbefore they trace it back. The mess wouldn't be this complicated if there wasn't so much blood soaked into everything." Mila rubbed her temples, looking weary. "Regardless, at least we can buy stime. Act normal, go to work as usual. Don't cover to my place. I'll handle things with Roland." Miranda nodded, frustration still evident. "What a mess." She never imagined she'd be caught up in such a chaotic situation - like being caught in the middle of a clash of titans.
The car soon pulled up near the hospital. Mila got out, while Miranda drove off to her parents' house to borrow the car.
Meanwhile, at the Transit Authority's surveillance room, the walls were lined with dozens of screens displaying footage from various locations. Sscreens were paused, highlighting specific frames.
Leonard tapped away at his keyboard, entering a series of license plate numbers and sending them to the department for further investigation. Soon, a list of names appeared. There weren't many.
Only a few vehicles had passed through Roland's last known location that night, and several had already been checked. Only a handful remained.
As Leonard scanned the list, his eyes landed on a familiar name. He frowned. "Miranda..." Mila's close friend. Had she really been in the area too?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe thought flashed through his mind, but he brushed it aside, snapping besidom a photo by the list and sending it to Lysander. The response cquickly.
"Assign a few people to keep an eye on these individuals. Track where they go. The information I have m suggests that Roland sustained a gunshot wound. Check their vehicles. If we can't find him, he might have been taken away in one of those cars." Leonard acknowledged the instructions and immediately set about organizing the surveillance.
At the hospital, Mila moved quietly through the corridors. It was just past dors. It was And five in the morning, and the inpatient hall was silent, with the night nurse dozing at her station. Mila headed upstairs and pushed open the door to a patient room, only to stop in her tracks.
Inside stood a solitary figure, a man with his back to her.
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