The next morning…
Nathaniel arrived at the office and immediately called for Roberto. It didn't take long for Roberto to walk in, his expression downcast.
"Did you find the men?" Nathaniel asked with a hint of impatience in his tone.
Roberto's shoulders slumped in disappointment. "Not yet, sir. We reviewed all the hotel's surveillance footage, but there is no trace of anyone injured. It's as if they disappeared into thin air."
Nathaniel's brow furrowed in confusion and disbelief. He couldn't reconcile what he knew with what he was hearing. "How is that possible? Zara struck them hard—they were bleeding, and one was even knocked unconscious. How could they just vanish without a trace?"
He paused, his mind working quickly. He tilted his head, his gaze narrowing as he searched Roberto's eyes. "Are you sure you checked every corner of the hotel? Perhaps they're still inside, hiding among the guests."
