Chapter 81;MY WIFE AND MY DAUGHTER IS MISSING...

When Ethan finally arrived at the scene, he brought his motorcycle to a halt and removed his helmet, his expression stern and his eyes filled with steely determination. Mike, his ever-loyal confidant, joined him as they approached the car. The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on them, and Ethan was a picture of calm before the storm.

mike opened the car and then they saw an unconscious driver inside the car. He lay slumped over the steering wheel, blood staining his head from a vicious blow to the back of his skull. It was clear that he had been incapacitated, and Mike exchanged a worried glance with Ethan.

With a sense of urgency, they opened the backseat of the car and found a solitary shoe, one that was undoubtedly Emily's. The sight sent a chill down their spines, confirming their worst fears.

Ethan's demeanor remained composed, but Mike knew better than to mistake his calmness for a lack of anger. It was in these moments that Ethan's quiet intensity was most alarming. He was a man who could channel his emotions into ruthless determination.

As Ethan's bodyguards arrived on their motorcycles, a police car trailed closely behind. The officers approached with their guns drawn, their voices authoritative as they recited the Miranda rights "hands up and you have the right to remain silent as everything you say or do would be used against you in the court of law". Ethan barely spared them a glance, his focus fixed on unraveling the mystery behind Emily and Mia's sudden disappearance.

Mike, ever the mediator, swiftly intervened. He displayed an ID card, and the situation began to deescalate. The police withdrew, understanding that they were dealing with a man who had a reputation for handling matters with his own brand of determination.

Ethan's voice cut through the tension, his words laced with cold certainty. He commanded his bodyguards, instructing them to search every nook and cranny and to interrogate anyone within the vicinity of the car. The scope of their operation was vast, but Ethan left no room for error.

With the police now cooperating, Ethan faced them, his eyes locked on theirs. His words were chillingly succinct, and the weight of his declaration hung heavily in the air. "MY... WIFE... AND... MY... DAUGHTER... IS... MISSING."

The words reverberated through the desolate street, and it was clear that the game had changed.