After leaving the ident management to Lonnie, Nathan turned and re -entered his car, intent on circling Bay Tunnel for any clues.


    Lonnie attempted to calm him, saying, “Sir, the rain is picking up.


    It’s getting heavier.


    I think it’s best if we all stay put.


    I’m sure we’ll get an update on Mrs.


    Payne soon.


    ”


    Nathan responded coldly, “I’d like to see you stay calm if your wife is unreachable for several hours.


    ”


    Lonnie, visibly embarrassed, fell silent, unable to respond.


    “I’m sorry, sir.


    Let’s join forces to find Mrs.


    Payne.


    ” Lonnie moved to join Nathan, aiming for the passenger seat.


    Nathan gave him a dismissive look.


    “Stay focused on the scene here.


    Call me immediately if anything changes.


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    “There’s no need for the National Security Bureau to take care of the ident.


    It’s merely a rear-end collision,” Lonnie said in a subdued tone.


    Nathan shot him a cold nce and said, “The two truck drivers died instantly, yet the car drivers only perished after receiving first aid.


    Do you really think this is just a regr ident?”


    The massive size of the trucks typically would suggest less risk of immediate fatality, yet the truck drivers sumbed before the car drivers, which was unusual.


    After a moment of reflection, Lonnie realized the peculiarity of the ident.


    “Understood, sir.


    ”


    He then turned and walked into the crash site’s secured area.


    Nathan floored the elerator and exited the Bay Tunnel.


    Nathan’s nerves remained on edge, unable to rx until he could confirm Lucinda’s safety.


    Outside the tunnel, the rain continued to fall.


    The sound of raindrops hitting the window was almost deafening, enough to fray anyone’s nerves.


    Inside the car, Nathan repeatedly tried to contact Lucinda, hoping she would answer.


    Over and over, he dialed.


    Each attempt was met with the same soft-spoken female voice, informing him of a weak phone signal and advising him to try calling againter.


    With the relentless downpour, where could Lucinda possibly be?


    Nathan circled the Bay Tunnel area for nearly thirty minutes without any leads.


    The skies were darkening, as if night might fall at any moment.


    As darkness approached, finding her would only grow more challenging.


    As he watched the rain stream down the window, Nathan’s irritation grew.


    Suddenly, his phone rang.


    He checked it instantly.