Chapter 491
Frank smiled.
“You’d better hurry. Find the syringe. 1’II take care of the rest.”
At Barnes International Airport…
Because of the incident that morning involving the wanted criminal, the whole airport had been completely blocked and all flights suspended.
There were no passengers in the establishment.
The only people there were staff. No one stopped Brandon and Natalie when they stepped into the airport’s main building.
Sean had arrived earlier and taken both airport security and their own men from the Larson Group to help scour the place for the syringe.
Brandon and Natalie joined the search immediately, but even after a whole afternoon, they found nothing.
The micro syringe with the residual poison seemed to have completely vanished.
There was no trace of it anywhere.
In gratitude for all they’d done, Brandon arranged to provide the staff with a meal, which Sean brought to them.
“Thank you for your hard work. Let’s break for dinner and then continue the search.”
Brandon also handed a sandwich to Natalie, but she had no appetite.
“Brandon, I want to search the trash can.”
The airport was almost empty.
Natalie suspected that Jorge might have thrown the syringe into the trash can before he ran away.
“Go ahead. If you need my help, just call me over. 1’II hold your food for you.”
Brandon didn’t try to stop her. He knew it was useless when she was that determined.
Natalie smiled to herself, put on her gloves and mask, and began to rummage through the trash can by the gate that Jorge had run from.
She ignored the grime and filth she was sifting through, completely focused on trying to find the syringe that Jorge had thrown away.
After having only two bites of food, Brandon decided that he should really be helping Natalie. He put his dinner down, preparing to go over to her.
But as soon as he put on his mask, his phone began to ring. It was Frank.
Upon seeing that, Brandon’s heart instantly began to sink. He didn’t know whether Frank’s news would be good or bad, but he was prepared for the worst.
“Draco’s situation is not good right now. Have you found the syringe?”Frank asked nervously.
“Not yet,”Brandon replied.
Not only was the airport eerily quiet, but Brandon was standing very close to Natalie, making it easy for her to hear what Frank had just said over the phone.
At Frank’s words, Natalie froze. She stood up and asked, in a strangled voice, “Did Frank just say that Draco’s condition has worsened?”
Brandon had never been in this situation before.
Having had so many dealings with businessmen over the years, he was able spout falsehoods easily.
When facing Natalie, however, he found himself unable to say anything other than the truth.
All he could do now was nod.
Natalie took several deep breaths to try to calm herself down.
“It’s all my fault,” she whimpered.
Tears filled her eyes and she knelt down on the ground weakly. Her shoulders trembled as the intensity of her crying increased.
“I must be bad luck; wherever I go, I put others in danger. Now I’ve even hurt my most respected teacher.”
Disregarding the fact that Natalie’s hand had been touching the dirty floor, Brandon held her hand and pulled her up into his arms.
“It’s not your fault,” he reassured her warmly.
Burying her face in his arms, Natalie kept sobbing.
“Don’t comfort me. I know I’m a jinx. Everyone’s been saying so, ever since I was a child.”
She had never been lucky. It seemed that anyone who approached her became prone to misfortune.
Brandon bowed his head and spoke slowly, choosing each word with care.
“The reason Draco chose to take you with him to the show was that he knows you can handle all sorts of situations. Now is no exception. Draco trusts you very much. So don’t let him down and let’s find the syringe.”
With a serious look on his face, Brandon added, “Now’s not the time for crying. Save your tears for Draco’s funeral after we try and fail every means we can think of to save him.”
“But Frank said… ռօʋɛʟօʐ-ƈօʍ. ”
Natalie began, panicking.
Brandon interrupted her.
“Frank just said that Draco’s condition was getting worse. He didn’t say that Draco was dead. As long as he’s still alive, we still have time.”
Natalie relaxed significantly.
“What do you think I should do?” she asked.
“Calm down and think about what happened. Try to recall every detail. Maybe that will help,” Brandon replied.
After thinking for a moment, he added, “Where might Jorge have hidden the syringe?”
At this, Natalie began to recall what had happened.
The scene in the plane replayed in her mind.
When Jorge had rushed over to her, he must have been holding the syringe in his hand.
Draco had rushed over and stood between Natalie and Jorge, causing Jorge to accidentally inject Draco with the poison.
Then Natalie had shouted, and Jorge had run away.
Within 10 minutes of Jorge’s escape, he was caught by the police.
The only possible hiding place between the plane and his capture had been a trash can, but Natalie had already checked it and the syringe wasn’t there.
Where would Jorge have hidden the syringe in such a short amount of time? Suddenly, Natalie had an idea.
“The syringe is probably still on the plane!” she said urgently.
“Let’s go back to the cabin.”
When they returned to the plane, she found her seat and said. ռօʋɛʟօʐ-ƈօʍ. “This is where I was sitting. Jorge was sitting behind me. He walked out from the front seat and ran back in the same direction.”
Something suddenly occurred to her. She squatted down and searched the cushion in the front row.
The syringe was there! Natalie was ecstatic.
“Brandon!” she cried.
“I found it!”
At the time, the scene had been utter chaos. It would have been impossible for Jorge to throw away the syringe directly, but he also had no time to destroy it.
As it turned out. he had hidden it in the nearest available hiding place.
it was so unlikely that nobody could have expected it. Brandon asked his people to send the syringe to the hospital immediately.
