The circle was small, and Liam was closely monitoring the situation.
The news reached him that evening.
"She ran away?" Liam paused midway through his apple, throwing it into the trash and furrowing his brows, "Did someone tip her off?"
The person on the other end of the phone asked, "Mr. Liam, should we check with the three telecom companies?"
"Check, we definitely need to check," Liam thought for a moment and added,
"Also, investigate the nanny's past fifty years.
Where she's from, her place of origin, any other criminal records, anything that could help add to her sentence.
Then check her bank transactions for the last few days.
If she wanted to run, she'd need to withdraw some money.
She doesn't have a passport, right?
She should still be in the country, which means she'll be using the high-speed rail or long-distance bus.
She can't get far. We need to find her the day after tomorrow at the latest."
"And once we find her?"
