Chapter 132

Night had fallen, and the sea breeze was biting cold. The forest nearby was thick and shadowy, with flashes of lightning slicing through the sky-this night was clearly not gonna be peaceful. Holding a tablet and staring at the blinking dot on the tracking map, Cassian suddenly raised his hand to stop the search team. Everyone came to a halt. George quickly asked, "What's wrong, Cassian?" Cassian gestured for silence, pointing at the blinking red dot. Sure enough, once they stopped moving, the dot stopped too. "What's going on?" George frowned. "Are you sure that's Sabrina? Why would she run from us? What if someone else has the tracker and they're messing with us?" "No," Cassian said, frowning. His tailored clothes were already a mess from brushing past trees, hands covered in cuts, but he didn't care. His intense gaze was locked on that pulsing dot-every blink making his heart skip a beat. "She probably thinks we're here to kill her. The closer we get, the deeper she hides." As he spo