Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 1041 Recognized Sasha

The situation was quite urgent when Colton, Nicole, and Beryl arrived abroad. It was already past 2.00AM.

As soon as the plane came to a halt, a group of pickup trucks swiftly approached. Several heavily armed individuals stepped down from the trucks.

Colton and Nicole disembarked calmly, both of them seasoned individuals who had seen the world. They maintained composed expressions upon witnessing the unfolding scene. The armed individuals spread out, and a tall and muscular man emerged from the middle.

The man was wearing a black and green camouflage uniform, his muscles bulging. When he flexed his muscles, they looked somewhat intimidating.

However, to their surprise, as soon as the man saw Nicole and Colton, a smile appeared on his face, and he greeted, "Hey, Colton! Hey, Nicole!"

Dominic was a year younger than Colton, but he didn't have the same privileged living conditions. It gave him a sense of experiencing the hardships of life at such a young age. Colton glanced at him and pursed his lips. "How's Jerry doing?"

"I've already informed him, but it's the dead of night now. We'll have to wait until tomorrow morning at least to proceed," Dominic replied. Upon receiving Beryl's message, he promptly started his investigation. However, Jerry's response had been noncommittal, leaving them with no choice but to plan for the following morning.

Colton's face darkened, and his hand hanging by his side slowly tightened. He felt a wave of panic assailing him from within. After all, Jerry wasn't just an arms dealer, but also a drug trader. What if... Observing Colton's expression, Dominic intuited something and reached out, patting his shoulder. "Don't worry. Jerry may be unpredictable, but he can assess the situation. He knows about Wendy's identity and won't act rashly."

Colton could only place his trust in those words. After all, if Wendy became entangled in those drugs, her life would be ruined.

In the dimly lit room, there was only a small bed about one meter wide.

Wendy was still donning her dress, having been tied up and struggling, causing her to lose one of her shoes. Now, she appeared disheveled and utterly miserable.

The room had no windows, only an iron door. She knocked on the door and called out, but no one responded. Eventually, she grew tired of it and chose to sit silently on the edge of the bed, not saying a word. There was only one light bulb in the room, emitting a dim yellow light, casting a gloomy atmosphere.

Wendy hugged her knees, burying her head within them as she felt a sense of grievance. Fear gripped her. How did the situation take such an abrupt turn? She had been kidnapped out of nowhere. With a creak, the iron door swung open. Wendy had been confined in this room for nearly ten hours, yet no one had entered until now.

Her whole body trembled like a startled rabbit as she looked up at the door. And in came a well-proportioned woman. The woman coldly gazed at her, her face showing not a hint of emotion. The familiar face made Wendy pause for a moment. Although many years had passed, she still recognized the person in front of her.

"Sa... Sasha?" she called out hesitantly.

Sasha's gaze fell upon the quivering figure before her. When she was with Colton, Wendy was just a girl of about ten years old, small and thin, always clinging to her and calling her Sasha. Suppressing her nostalgia, Sasha approached the trembling girl with measured steps.

Wendy felt a deep sense of injustice as she had been kidnapped and confined in this place. Now that she finally saw a familiar face, she threw herself into Sasha's arms and her voice choked with tears. "Sasha, are you also kidnapped here?"

Sasha's eyes remained calm, while a misty layer came over Wendy's eyes. She voiced her grievances as she sniffled her nose. "Sasha, I'm just as clueless about what happened. I was kidnapped out of the blue and brought here. But Colton will undoubtedly come to my rescue. You don't have to worry!"