Brian's driving skills had likely been honed, swift and steady.

Jocelyn had directly taken control of the driver's phone location, and now they set off from the mountain road, traversing the landscape.

The small iPad in Jocelyn's hands held immense power.

"Turn left. Judging by their route, where are they ultimately headed?" Jocelyn gestured to the road, herself puzzled.

This wasn't the way back to the village, nor even in the direction of their place.

It was clear these people had taken a different path.

If they were villagers and the kidnapping happened in the countryside, not even from a neighboring village, how could there be a grudge?

Vanessa, in...