Leaving the bedroom, Nathan walked into the study and immediately close the door behind him.

He turned on his computer, logged into his email, and saw a message from a private investigator.

The email contained a few photos, though not very clear, he could still vaguely see a masked man driving a car with Emily sitting in the passenger seat.

He dialed a number.

The call was quickly answered. "Mr. Reed."

"Hmm," Nathan grunted. "Any new leads?"

"Yes, a bit," the private investigator, ...