A chilling scream pierced the air behind the main house, startling the forest birds and sending shivers down Stephen and Nathan's spines.
The scream echoed for what felt like an eternity before abruptly ceasing. Soon after, Aaron emerged from behind the house and vigorously wiped his hands with a handkerchief, looking disgusted.
Following closely behind him, two special forces dragged Eric out. Despite appearing unharmed, his expression was vacant, starkly contrasting his previously defiant demeanor just minutes earlier.
Stephen swallowed hard, struggling to comprehend how Aaron could have so thoroughly shattered Eric's spirit in such a short span of time.
"Bernard, he said Ms. Youngworth had fled into the deep mountains," Aaron reported to Bernard.
Bernard checked his watch.
"Five minutes. That's progress."
Aaron replied, "Still not as swift as your three-minute record, though."
Bernard had once extracted crucial information from an FBI spy in just three minutes.
Stephen's eyes widened in disbelief. Three minutes? What sort of hellish interrogation technique could have achieved that?
"Search the mountains. No matter what it takes, find her before nightfall!" Bernard ordered coldly.
"Yes, sir!" the team chorused in response.
Aaron then led a team of special forces, accompanied by search dogs, into the depths of the mountains.
Meanwhile, Bernard remained at the main house, clenching his fist. Hera feared the dark, and he was determined to bring her back before night descended.
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