Lance wanted to hand Elliot the umbrella, but Elliot had already turned away, walking through the pouring rain.
The once confident man now seemed burdened and weary.
Lance pitied Elliot and was equally worried about Sheena's disappearance.
Obediently, he followed orders and arranged for the tow truck to come.
Not far from the accident site, Elliot's phone rang.
He pulled it out and saw Nathaniel's name on the screen.
He stared at his screen, feeling conflicted.
He did not answer the call immediately.
Sheena’s disappearance had brought a bunch of tricky issues.
Where was Sheena?
Was her disappearance connected to the Reynolds family massacre?
Nathaniel and Lionel were at the lab, comforting Asher and Adora as they waited for Elliot's update.
However, with Sheena still missing, how could he explain the situation to the kids?
Elliot stood in the rain, staring blankly at the screen.
Finding Sheena was the most important matter.
Suppressing the rising tide of anxiety, he ignored Nathaniel's call and composed a text message.
[Elliot: I'm busy. Take care of the kids, and don't drop them off at the Jenkins estate tonight. Let them sleep at the lab, and have Lionel go to E&S Haven to pack some clothes for them. Get Adora excused from kindergarten. The lab is the safest place right now.]
His fingers trembled slightly as he forced himself to stay calm, carefully typing out the message and sending it to Nathaniel.
Barely a second had passed when his phone pinged with a new message.
[Nathaniel: Where's Nana? Are you not planning to take care of Asher and Adora today?]
Elliot read the first few words over and over again, his eyes red and at a loss.
Elliot carefully examined the printed surveillance photos.
By the fourth picture, Lance continued, "I traced Mrs. Jenkins's car from the Lawson Group to the accident site. She was alone when she left the Lawson Group's car park. The car stopped for a few minutes on the bridge, and after that, you can faintly see another person in the car. Judging by the silhouette, it seems to be a man."
Elliot shook his head firmly.
"It can't be a man. Nana is very cautious. She wouldn't have stopped and let him in if it were a strong, potentially threatening man."
Moreover, Sheena knew he was jealous and always kept a distance from other men.
Hence, she would not have let a strange man into her favorite car.
On the contrary, the person must have been someone vulnerable—a woman, child, or elderly person in distress.
Otherwise, Sheena would not have let them in.
Lance understood his point and pondered it.
After a long silence in the office, Lance spoke again, "Mr. Jenkins, is it possible that she stopped because she saw someone she knew?"
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