Chapter 1118

Chapter 1118Only a place outside the city where there were fewer people and less surveillance was the most
suitable hiding place for Sean and the others because they could run away immediately if something
went south. However, things were different in the city as they could not even hide once someone was
after them.
“Mr. Thompson, are we going to search that warehouse?” asked the manager who was standing in
front of Shane's desk.
The latter was rubbing his fingers, seemingly deep in thought.
After a while, he finally replied, “Of course.”
“But what if it's a trap?” The manager was a little worried that the assassin had told them about the
warehouse on purpose to lure them over.
If that were the case, we'd be walking right into his trap, wouldn't we?
Knowing what the manager was thinking, Shane pursed his lips. “We have to go even if it's a trap.”
His biggest goal now was to catch Sean and Jacqueline.
Hence, he wanted to give it a shot even if it was really a trap.
He could not sit around and wait any longer as he was worried about the safety of Natalie and the two
kids.
“Go and get everything ready. We'll go there tomorrow,” ordered Shane while massaging his temples.
The manager nodded. “Understood, Mr. Thompson!”
Then he left.Sitting alone in the quiet study, Shane crossed his fingers and lowered his head. He was absorbed in
thoughts.
After a short while, he suppressed his restlessness, stood up, and went back to the room he shared
with Natalie.
It was daybreak where Natalie was, and she was awakened by a video call from Shane.
Sitting up and rubbing her eyes, she accepted his call and looked at the man on the screen with a
smile. “Good morning, Darling.”
“Morning. Did I wake you up?” Shane asked in a soft voice while looking at the sleepy-eyed woman
whose hair was a bit messy.
Shaking her head, Natalie leaned back against the headboard. “No. It's about time for me to wake up.”
With that, she stretched herself luxuriously.
Looking at her chest that was exposed from her stretching, Shane felt his throat tighten. He said in a
husky voice, “I miss you.”
He found her bust getting larger since she became pregnant.
Natalie, who initially wanted to tell him that she missed him too, saw his gaze on her and instantly
understood the implicit meaning of his remark. Amused, she fixed her clothes and rolled her eyes at
him. “You pervert!”
Smiling faintly, Shane looked at her face. “All right. You should go wash up and have your breakfast.”
“Okay.” Natalie nodded. “You get some rest too.”
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He did not plan to tell Natalie about what happened to Mrs. Wilson because he did not want to scare
her, which might cause something to happen to her and the kids.
He also did not plan to tell her about this incident.
That night, the man hardly slept.
The next morning, the manager came to the door. “Mr. Thompson, everything's ready. Are you going
too?”
Shane nodded. “Of course.”
More than ten of them then drove to the warehouse in the north of the city.
It took them more than an hour to reach the warehouse.
Shane remained seated in the car and just looked out the window.
It turned out that the warehouse the murderer had mentioned was actually an abandoned industrial
area over a fast-flowing river.
The men sent by Shane started to search the area for the place where Sean might be hiding.
It was unlikely to find Sean and the others because the loud noises that their vehicles made when they
arrived had probably alerted the former, who might have left.