Sophie Scott was taken onto a van by Nora Scott.
Those hidden in the shadows remained unnoticed as they surveilled, and upon seeing this, they immediately split up to take action — one driving to track, the other contacting Alexander Vaughn.
"Connected yet?" asked the driver.
"No."
The contact furrowed his brow.
"There's an operation tonight; it's unlikely we'll get a hold of him anytime soon," said the driver. "Just follow them for now. Get others over here; Vaughn has repeatedly emphasized that we can't let Sophie be in danger."
"Alright."
The person making contact was sweating profusely with anxiety.
...
In another car.
Butler Loxley was driving, with Nora and Sophie seated in the back.
Nora hadn't restrained Sophie's hands and feet, but sitting next to Nora, Sophie was bound by an invisible pressure, unable to move a muscle.
"What are you planning?" Sophie took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, speaking deliberately, "Kidnapping is illegal, you know that?"
