Chapter 212

About an hour had gone by since Cillian left and hadn't returned yet. Standing in front of the large screen, Damien's eyes tracked every movement that happened. Where are you, Bellatrix? He thought, hands tightening by his side. His eyes darted from screen to screen before settling on one camera feedback. A place that looked to be a back entrance, one that he'd paid very little attention to until now. "There," he pointed towards the camera feed and snapped his finger urgently. "Zoom in on that." The man beside him quickly did as commanded, zooming in on the camera that showed no sign of activity. "Mr. Walker, this–" "Shut up," Damien silenced him, narrowing his eyes in deep thought. If the person who led Bellatrix in wasn't part of the company's staff and knew they were going to get caught sooner or later, there's no way they could have remained in the building. That means they escaped somehow. And if there's one thing he knows about shady bastards, is that they never use the front doo