Some minutes later, Eliot spoke up with a heavy tone, “Sir. We found nothing. We used all our sources, but we got nothing.”

I nodded and looked at Jeremy. He sighed with a deep breath as well, “Same. They said the model number couldn’t be identified.”

I nodded, “Click some close shots of her face and see if anyone could identify her.”

Both nodded.

I watched Elvis and that blonde woman for a while more before both of them stepped back on the helicopter and left.

An hour, as we ...