Chapter 339 To Save Randy, Charles's Cover is Blown
Alan said gravely told Martin, "I checked thoroughly and found out that it's only the cameras on this floor that are malfunctioning. It seems Randy's disappearance was premeditated."
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence? There are three restrooms on every floor of the entire building. Cameras were installed in every hallway, inside and outside each store. No other cameras were faulty, just the ones in this particular corridor.
In the entire building, there are three restrooms on every floor.
Cameras are installed in every hallway, inside and outside each store.
No other cameras were faulty, just the ones in this particular corridor.
Martin's face darkened,. "Did you spot any suspicious people?"
Alan shook his head,. "I've checked all the cameras on this floor for the same time period, and there's no one is suspicious. The tricky part is..."
He paused, his complexion turning grimmer than Martin had ever seen it.
"What is it?" Martin asked, furrowing his brow.
Alan's voice was filled with concern. "The difficulty lies in the fact that right next to the restroom is the corridor entrance, and there's no camera in the mall's corridors. ," Alan said with concern. "The corridor leads to three places: the first is the main lobby on the ground floor, the second is the underground parking garage, and the third is the back door—the dumpster area, which is also without surveillance."
There was camera coverage in the main lobby and the parking garage. But, of course, not at the dumpster area.
But, of course, not at the dumpster area.
Martin didn't hesitate,. "Get Luke here. See if he can get the cameras back online."
Luke hurried over as soon as he received Alan's call. Unfortunately, even after fixing the cameras, the missing footage from that period couldn't be recovered.
Unfortunately, even after fixing the cameras, the missing footage from that time period couldn't be recovered.
"Boss, I'm sorry, ," Luke said, "but normally, when a camera goes out, it just stops working. It doesn't record. So, even if we fix the camera now, whatever happened during that time... we can't get it back," Luke explained.."
Martin's face darkened in an instant.
Patricia felt a wave of dizziness,; her vision darkened, and she nearly collapsed. Tears fell uncontrollably as she gripped Martin's arm tightly. "Find Charlotte; she must know where Randy is now."
"Find Charlotte; she must know where Randy is now," she urged.
Minutes ago, she managed to stay calm, knowing Charlotte could be involved.
But now, calm was the last thing she felt.
Martin turned and covered her hands with his own, offering comfort,. "We can't tip her off. If she denies it, it'll only make her more cautious and make things harder later. Don't worry, I'll figure something out."
Patricia shivered with fear.
She knew she needed to keep it together, yet she but couldn't control herself.
Martin guided her to a chair and sat her down, his large hand reassuring on her shoulder. He ordered Alan with a measured tone,. "Just because one camera's down doesn't mean they all are. Check nearby street cameras. Use the elevator footage to review everyone who was on this floor during that time. If they showed up once, we'll find them."
Alan nodded and left on his mission.
Martin turned back to Luke,. "You sure there's absolutely nothing you can do?"
Luke was on the verge of shaking his head when suddenly something sparked in his memory, and his eyes lit up with resolve. "Yes, I might be out of options, but there's someone who definitely isn't."
Martin's mind simultaneously conjured up the same person, though he was puzzled.
In unison, they blurted out, "C?"."
"C."
Martin, puzzled, questioned, "…??"
With fervent nodding, Luke admittedsaid, "With what I know right now, I'm stumped. But C will have a way."
Patricia had her aha moment.
That'sThat was right!
It was. Charles who had managed to fix the broken surveillance and found the evidence whenthat Randy had an allergic reaction to something that had slipped into his food!
. If it worked before, it could work again.
Martin, withWith a stoic face, Martin asked, "You got a way to contact him?"
Hope flickered out like a doused flame in Luke's eyes, which had been brimming with optimism only a moment before.
"No dice!. That guy's like a ghost—he shows up when he wants to. Otherwise, he's off the grid."
Ever sinceSince they had last collaborated, Luke hads lost all contact with C.
Unless he reached out first, even with all his expertise, Luke He couldn't hope to track him down, even with all his expertise, unless he reached out first.
*'Sigh.*
Why wasIs there such a vast gulf between computer geniuses like them?'
Out of the blue, Patricia stood up.
"I need to..."
She got out just a word before Martin and Luke simultaneously turned to stare at her., startling her.
Startled, she swerved mid-sentence, "I just "...need to use the restroom."," she said, swerving mid-sentence.
Martin gently offered, "Do you want me to come with you?" Martin gently said.
"No, I'm good. Go check on Randy!" ."
She hurried off before Martin could respond, a flicker of unnoticeable excitement crossing her previously somber face.
"…?"
A sliver of doubt flashed in Martin's eyes, and on a strange hunch, he found himself instinctively following her.
Patricia locked herself in the restroom and dialed Charles's number, only for it to go to an automated voice. In her rush, she forgot that he'd be at the school with his phone switched off at this hour.
"Sorry, the number you've called is powered off. Please try again later."
In her rush, she forgot that at this hour, he'd be at the preschool with his phone switched off.
She quickly hung up and dialed the preschool teacher's number.
The call connected promptly, and the teacher's gentle voice came through. "This is Ms. Watson, Charles's teacher. How can I help you?"
"ProfessorMiss, could you please get Charles for me? It's urgent."
"Of course, just a moment!"."
After the rustle of movement, I she heard Charles' familiar voice on the other end.
"Hey, Mommy, what's up?"
Hearing the deep timbre of her son's voice, Patricia felt like a child who had finally found her rock, her voice breaking with emotion as she sniffled,. "Charles..."
"Mommy, what's wrong? Did something happen?"
"It's... it's Randy,. hHe's missing..." Through her tears, Patricia recounted the events meticulously.
"You were the one who fixed the security footage last timewhen Randy had an allergic reaction, and you found the evidence. You did it before, so you can do it again, right?"
"I've got this!"," Charles assertedsaid confidently. "But I'm at the daycareschool right now, and it's not easy to workworking on this here is not easy. You need to pick me up; they won't let me leave without a parent. I'll handle it from home."
Patricia felt a huge wave of relief wash over her at his words.. "Okay, I'm on my way to pick you up. Pack up your stuff and wait for me."
"Okay, okay, I'm on my way to pick you up. Pack up your stuff and wait for me!"
After hanging up, Patricia, preoccupied, left the security room where Martin and Luke had been, forgetting about them completely.
Unknown to her, as she left the restroom, Martin emerged from the men's room on the other side, his expression complex as he watched her depart and, without hesitation, began to follow her.
Wrapped up in her concern for Randy, Patricia was oblivious to Martin trailing behind her.
Once at the daycareschool, she collected Charles, and they rushed home at top speed.
At home, Charles dove straight into the study.
, and Patricia stood by, watching him at work.
Unbeknownst to them, as they entered the study, Martin had also silently returned home and slipped into the room next to the study. He pulled out his phone and tapped into the study's surveillance feed—.
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