No, Im not leaving. I need to see the surveillance footage.
Andrew exhaled heavily, resigned to my stubbornness, and simply nodded in agreement.
Supported by Calebs steady arms, I followed Andrew to the security room.
The security team efficiently pulled up the mornings surveillance footage for us.
On the screen, several figures dressed as bodyguards parked a black SUV near Abbys room.
They acted quickly, abducting Abby and the two maids and clearing out her room in under five minutes.
We watched, transfixed, as the SUV drove off, unimpeded by any security measures from start to finish.
Caleb and I were both stunned by the footage.
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I faced Andrew, frustration lining my face. Is this all the security the manor has?
First, I was poisoned here, and now my daughter was kidnapped under the same roof. How could such a prestigious place be so vulnerable?
Andrews expression darkened with a mix of anger and determination as he responded, I am deeply sorry. I will personally handle this investigation immediately.
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I ignored Andrew. The memory of Abby being taken away haunted me, leaving my heart in shards. I sought solace in Calebs embrace, shedding silent tears.
Calebs expression was stormy, his forehead marked by prominent veins.
The mood in the monitoring room was tense and somber.
Breaking the oppressive silence, Jarrod Brewer, the head of the bodyguards, spoke on Andrews behalf. I didnt recognize any of those individuals in the footage. They dont belong to our security team.
What? Calebs voice was sharp. If thats the case, how do they freely come and go?
Jarrod paused, then continued, Theyre temporary workers brought in for Mr. Pierces engagement to Debra. Theyre not our regular bodyguards. The urgency to staff up and the size of the crew meant a few questionable characters got through.
Jarrod then bowed deeply, his respect palpable. Debra, please, dont hold this against Mr. Pierce. I was in charge of security, and I let you down. I am ready to accept any punishment you see fit.
Andrew placed his hand on Jarrods shoulder, urging him to stand.
This isnt your fault, Jarrod. The blame is mine. I made the mistake of moving Nora away from Abby.
The scene seemed almost ridiculous. Yet, who was I to judge? The fault lay with me alone.
I inhaled deeply, striving for composure. As I wiped my tears, I choked out, Its not your fault. Those who took Abby were prepared. It wouldnt have mattered who was with her; they too would have been taken.
After my words, silence enveloped us once more.