Goodbye Forever Ex-Husband (by Ammund) novel Chapter 115

CHAPTER 0115

JULIAN’S POV

As Olivia and I walked down the hallway, heading upstairs to regroup, the door to my surveillance room suddenly creaked open. One of my team members, a lean guy with sharp eyes and a headset wrapped tightly around his ears, stepped out hurriedly.

“Sir, we got something,” he announced, his voice carrying a note of urgency.

I paused mid–step and turned toward him. Olivia gave me a questioning glance, her brows lifting slightly, mirroring the confusion I felt.

“On what?” I asked, not sure what new twist was about to hit us now.

“Emma Jackson,” he said.

Those two words froze me in place. Just moments ago, I’d been thinking about her, wondering how long it would take to finally track her down, to get the last piece of the puzzle. And now, just like that, we have something?

Talk about timing.

Olivia’s eyes widened as she stepped forward. “Wait- Has she been found?” she asked quickly, barely able to hide the anticipation in her voice.

“Yes, ma’am,” he replied with a curt nod.

That was music to my ears. Relief washed over me like a wave. It had taken longer than I liked, but deep down, I’d known my team would pull through. They always did.

Olivia smiled to herself, then muttered, “I guess I’d better start packing,” more to herself than to me, her mind already racing ahead to what came next.

Then she turned to me, gently holding onto my left elbow. “Mom should be waiting for me upstairs. I’ll leave you to do your thing,” she said with a soft smile.

I watched her walk upstairs, and honestly, a part of me had expected her to join in the surveillance room and take over like she had earlier. But this time, she trusted me to handle it. I gave her a nod and turned toward the room.

I stepped into the surveillance room, screens lit up the dim space as usual, all displaying live feeds and tracked movement.

The lead investigator waved me over. “This way, sir,” he said, already back at his desk and typing rapidly.

I leaned over his shoulder, watching as he navigated through the video frames and GPS data. Within seconds, he clicked on an image that zoomed into a specific location.

“Here she is,” he said, pointing at a grainy but clear enough image. “She was last

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spotted entering a Catholic church just a few minutes ago.”

I stared at the screen, eyes narrowing as I studied her figure. Facial rec had already confirmed that it was her from the previous photos we got of her T Even from a distance, that posture and walk were too familiar to miss.

“After all the damage she caused, almost ruined someone’s life… now she thinks going to church will wipe it all away?” I muttered under my breath, shaking my head.

No amount of prayer was going to erase what she had done to Olivia.

Satisfied that it was her, I pulled out my phone from my pocket and dialed Ron’s number. Time to move in.

He picked up after one ring.

“Hey, we found the last person,” I said without delay.

“Took you long enough,” Ron replied, half–joking. “I was starting to think you were gonna terminate our contract.”

“How soon can you and the boys get here?” I asked.

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