Chapter 283 The Search

• Maggie had lost consciousness. The man swiftly hoisted her over his shoulder and made his way toward a secluded restroom in the corner.
• With a ceiling panel already removed, the man stepped onto the toilet seat and passed Maggie up into waiting hands—every move was swift and practiced, as if rehearsed a hundred times over.
• Meanwhile, Nathael stood in the dimly lit corridor, awaiting her return. Time seemed to drag on, and after checking his watch, he noted it had been ten minutes.