Chapter 30: “We found Kimberly.”

“I see you found Fiona,” The receptionist spoke coldly, a subtle sly smile escaping her lips as she broke the brief tense silence that shrouded the whole room.

Instantly, Clark and Aaron simultaneously raised their guns and pointed them at the woman. “Put your hands where I can see them,” Clark commanded, his tone and expression utterly austere.

Meanwhile, Fiona all but shrunk behind Aaron, her panic intensifying as she gripped him by the arm. “It’s her!” She exclaimed softly. “She was the one who drugged me and kept me here, saying I must stay if I ever want to find my sister again.” She added, her voice quivering with dismay.

Fiona's utterance amplified Clark's anger. His jaw clenched, teeth grinding in utmost scorn, as his finger tightened around the trigger. With the gun pointed directly at the receptionist’s forehead, he moved a step closer. “Is that true?” He demanded, his tone icy cold and menacing.

The receptionist's response was a malicious subtle smirk, as she gazed into Cl