"Yes."

The bodyguard did not do a good job. At the moment, he could not hear Nicola Clinton's words, and the head was buried even lower: "Although I was calling for a shift change, my attention was on the ward side, and I did not see Miss Wytte leaving the ward."

Nicola Clinton's eyebrows are tighter.

He looked around the empty ward and said, "Have you looked everywhere?"

"Yes... I've looked under the bed and in the cupboard."

"Well..." Nicola Clinton suddenly stopped, looked straight at the window sill, walked over with long legs, and pushed the window open. "What about outside?"

The bodyguards were shocked - they ignored it....