On the other hand, Nathan and Stephen had just met at the designated location and were walking through the forest in Hera's direction.
The forest was so large that it would take them more than 20 minutes to reach their destination.
"Let's race. The loser buys beer!" Nathan suggested.
Stephen could tell Nathan was worried about Hera. But he was exhausted and didn't want to run, so he responded nonchalantly, "Don't worry, this area is safe. Nothing will happen."
"I think she's afraid of the dark. We should get there soon," Nathan stated.
Despite her fear, Hera persisted and pretended to be fine. It was most likely because she didn't want others to know about her weakness.
"Hey, you seem to pay extra close attention to her. Are you interested in her? Didn't you warn me not to take advantage of her because she's related to Mr. Killian?" Stephen joked.
Nathan said seriously, "Stop spouting rubbish! Since I brought her here, I have to be responsible for her safety. If something happens to her, I won't be able to explain it to Mr. Killian."
"You don't need to worry—" Stephen was about to soothe Nathan when he noticed three faint lights sweeping through the forest ahead. He abruptly stopped speaking and became serious.
Nathan and he exchanged glances, confirming that they had seen the lights.
Stephen cursed, "Damn, you jinxed it!"
They immediately dashed over.
When they arrived, Hera was no longer there, and the flashlights they had seen earlier were gone.
"Shit!" Nathan panted and clenched his fists. Out of professional instinct, he first protected the scene before observing the traces.
The car headlights were facing the direction of the fourth tree, and he saw that the roots had been turned over. He wondered if the box had been found. Hera's shovel and flashlight were on the grass. The grass showed traces of being trodden by many people.
"I'll go to the car and take a look," Stephen said.
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