Nolan rapidly scrolled through his contacts to dial Francis, who had been previously blocked.
At that moment, Francis was lounging on his couch, flipping through a magazine that boasted about the latest record broken by the Harris Group. With a sour expression due to envy, his mood shifted instantly when he saw Nolan's call and eagerly answered, sitting upright.
"Hey? Nolan, what's up? Let me guess, you're joining Regina for dinner tonight, right?"
Nolan had no time for small talk. "Regina's in trouble. Something happened to her on her way home!"
"What?" Francis' voice boomed in disbelief. "You're joking, right? She knows that route like the back of her hand. How could something happen? Maybe she just ran out of battery or something."
Trying to reassure both Nolan and himself, Francis sat back down.
"Don't worry, man. I've driven her back and forth on that route countless times since she was a kid. Plus, there's always a neighborhood watch patrolling. Nothing could've happened."
But Nolan was tense. "I just spoke to her, and something definitely happened. Her phone got turned off too. It's been about half an hour since she left work. She might have been near the Tanner Mansion by now. Go check if her car's there!"
Despite Nolan's urging, Francis was skeptical. How could something happen right at their doorstep?
Nolan's tone grew stern. "Do you not want to receive any more financial help from me? If you're thinking that way, then just stay put."
Without giving Francis a chance to argue, Nolan hung up.
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