chapter 145

...Nate's pov...

As I sat in the car, my mind was filled with a mixture of concern and determination. I was on a call with someone who seemed to have crucial information, and I needed to be sure of its accuracy. "Are you really sure?" I asked, hoping for confirmation.

"Yes, sir," the person on the other end of the call replied confidently. "I am sure. We didn't report it earlier because we didn't immediately match her description with the lady in mention. But calculating the time, she must have been the one. Coupled with her ignorance and discretion as reported."

I nodded, taking in the information carefully. It seemed that they had found a lead on Eva, and it was important for me to be fully informed to ensure her safety.

"Okay, okay," I replied, sounding convinced. "But... I hope no one else has this information that will trace her back to us."

"No one," the voice reassured me. "She was, however, traced to the bar. Also, a bar attendant said someone took her. He matched the descripti