Little Karen was very concerned when she heard that her Little Aunt had gotten injured.
She had band-aids in the backpack that she carries around, along with some tapes and small toys to give Little Aunt a quick fix. She hoped that she could get better soon so they can play together again.
She sat on the edge of the bed as she held Mia Kyle's hand and blew on it, "Little Aunt, I'm gonna blow on your injuries so that it won't hurt anymore."
Mia Kyle used to blow on her injuries when she got hurt, and she would instantly feel better. She could only hope that if she did the same, her Little Aunt will get better soon.
Neil Brown held her in his arms and gently caressed her back, "Little Karen, tell Little Aunt that you miss her very much and you want her to wake up soon."
"Of course, I do miss her very much." Little Karen said innocently. She was wondering why hasn't her Little Aunt woken up yet.
Little Karen frowned and was about to cry when she saw the many bandages on Little Aunt's body. Little Aunt must be in a lot of pain.
"I'm sure Little Aunt will get better soon, since she knows now that Little Karen misses her so much." Neil Brown patted lightly on Little Karen's head and silently took a deep breath.
Perhaps Mia Kyle was disappointed and had completely given up on the world. Maybe there's nothing else that she could live for, and that's why she's refusing to wake up.
She had been the one pursuing him for years, and he was always the one who acted coldly. Perhaps she had finally lost hope on him.
Just thinking about it made Neil Brown's heartache so much that it hurt physically. What would he do if she was gone?
Kevin Kyle's parents and Karen Daly were outside the ward. Kevin Kyle was absent because he was with Nick Black to locate the kidnapper.
Neil Brown had been in a state of panic ever since Mia Kyle's kidnapping incident. At this rate, if Mia still did not recover, he was not going to be able to get anything done. So the responsibility of looking for the perpetrator fell naturally on Kevin Kyle's shoulders.
The kidnapper had already fled by the time Neil Brown found Mia Kyle yesterday evening. There weren't any clues that were left behind.
"Another case without any leads, the same modus operandi as Warren Silas' murder at the military prison." Kevin Kyle squinted his eyes as he crossed his legs, his slender fingers tapping on the leather couch rhythmically.
His gaze looked calm, but he hid his frustrations well. No one had ever dared to test his limits or cross his line.
Nick Black stood obediently by a corner and looked like he has something to say, but he chose not to in the end.
After a lot of thinking, Kevin Kyle spoke steadily, "Nick, get someone to investigate Warren Silas' rap sheet, including everyone he's ever hurt before, then run a background check on them."
The murderer held Mia Kyle captive, but he didn't take her life. So clearly it wasn't because he was pressed for time, but he must have some other reason.
"Yes." Nick Black heard his instructions, but he didn't leave immediately. With a stutter in his voice, he said, "Director Kevin, there's one more thing."
Kevin Kyle raised his eyebrows as he looked at Nick Black seriously. "When have you learned to beat around the bush?"
Kevin Kyle may be partially blind, but Nick Black could still sense the anger behind his look.
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