More than just a shopping destination, this platform was a favored spot for social media enthusiasts and a renowned Granville landmark.
Katelyn turned to Ashlyn, saying, “Granville has many delightful spots. Let me know if there’s anywhere else you’d like to visit.”
Ashlyn responded with a warm smile, “Thank you for this evening. It’s truly lovely here.” Her demeanor was soft, devoid of Sophia’s usual sharpness.
As the wind whisked around them, Katelyn suggested softly, “I’m glad you like it. I need to use the restroom. Would you like to join?”
Ashlyn gently shook her head. She stayed on the platform, enjoying the gentle evening breeze.
“You go ahead,” she said.
“I’ll stay here for a little while.”
Katelyn, feeling an urgent need, nodded and quickly headed toward the restroom.
Meanwhile, as soon as Katelyn departed, Vincent and his team in the car observed Ashlyn walking to the edge of the platform, a section not covered by the surveillance cameras.
Jaxen hurriedly toggled through various camera feeds, trying to find one that could capture Ashlyn’s position but found none suitable. Turning to Vincent, he expressed his worry, “Vincent, what’s our next move?”
Though they were confident Katelyn was safe, merely heading to the restroom, the possibility of Ashlyn being Sophia made her a potential risk. Without active surveillance, they were uneasy about what might occur next.
Alfy, feeling the tension, chose to remain quiet.
Vincent quickly made a call to Samuel, “Can you keep track of Ashlyn’s movements?”
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Stationed secretly on a lower floor, Samuel looked toward Ashlyn’s location. He could make out her silhouette against the railing, savoring the night air.
“Yes, she’s fully within my line of sight.”
Hearing this, Vincent’s brow, previously knotted with concern, eased.
“Keep an eye on her.”
With the surveillance cameras offering no help, Vincent was dependent on his team on the ground.
Jaxen, feeling the tension disperse, murmured, “It’s a good thing you planned ahead, Vincent. We’d be in a tight spot otherwise.” Alfy, while uncertain of Ashlyn’s true danger level, could tell from Vincent’s and Jaxen’s serious demeanors that Ashlyn was no ordinary individual.
Meanwhile, Ashlyn stood blissfully immersed in the cool Granville breeze, a pleasure she had anticipated before her arrival. She closed her eyes, savoring the peace of the moment. Yet, just then, a voice interrupted her calmness.
“Why haven’t you taken action yet?”
Ashlyn’s eyes snapped open as she looked back. A man stood in place, his face hidden behind a black mask, his body tightly wrapped, radiating an overpowering sense of menace. Ashlyn’s brow furrowed in concern. This kind of menace suggested a life of killings.
Her instincts kicked in, and she took a cautious step backward, her eyes betraying a flicker of fear, yet she asked, “Who are you?”
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