“I only asked for your account details because I wanted to thank you,” Scott said. The man stared at him as though he had suddenly discovered that the injured patient lying in front of him was not an ordinary man.“You didn't have to do this,” the man said. Scott slowly stood despite the pain and approached him. The man instinctively moved as though he wanted to kneel.Scott quickly grabbed his arm and stopped him. “Please don't do that.” Instead, Scott lowered himself and bowed his head slightly. “Thank you for saving my life.”The man looked overwhelmed. “Anyone would have done the same.” Scott shook his head. “Not everyone would have stopped to help.”Scott turned toward the doctor. “You said the remaining fee is two thousand dollars?” The doctor nodded slowly. “Yes.”“I'll send five thousand.” Scott picked up his phone. “Use the remaining three thousand for yourself.” The doctor's eyes widened.“Mr. Scott, I can't accept that,” she said. Scott smiled. “You can.”“But why?” she ask

Less than ten minutes later, Spike hurried inside the building. His eyes immediately moved over Scott's body, and confusion appeared on his face when he saw that there was a trace of the injuries on him. “master, what happened to you?” he asked, unable to hide his surprise.“There's no time to explain,” Scott replied as he walked toward the vehicle. “My manager has been kidnapped, and the people holding her have given me conditions.” Spike opened the door for him, but his expression became serious the moment he heard how serious he looked.Once inside, Scott told him to drive while he pulled out his phone and contacted Richard. He explained everything about the call, including the demand to stop helping the Cape Town university epidemic and the stranger's insistence that certain people be returned. “I want every piece of information you can find about Rhoda's disappearance,” he ordered.“Alright. I'll try my best” Richard muttered immediately. While Spike drove through the city. “Do w

The caller gave a furious laugh before replying, “You will find out soon enough.” The line suddenly went dead, leaving Scott staring at the phone pressed against his ear as the silence settled around him. He slowly lowered it, his fingers tightening around the device while the calm expression on his face became colder than before.For several seconds, Scott said nothing as he stared at the dark screen. The man's voice kept replaying in his mind, especially the confidence behind those final words. Whoever was hiding behind that call knew something about him, and Scott had no intention of letting the matter end there.He slipped the phone into his pocket, shifting back to the woman he had come to rescue. Still held in her arms, with her hands trembling slightly as one of the security officers helped her to her feet. Scott stepped closer and looked at her carefully. “Are you hurt?” Rhoda shook her head again.“Not seriously,” she answered. Scott with his whole focus on her asked out of

Scott stepped out of the vehicle with Rhoda beside him, but his eyes remained on the road behind them. The rescue had ended, yet the feeling of danger had not. One of the kidnappers had escaped, and Scott knew better than to believe that meant the matter was over.Rhoda noticed his silence and touched his arm. “Mr. Scott, you saved me. You should at least breathe for a moment.”Scott looked at her and softened slightly. “Are you hurt?”“I’m fine. Shaken, maybe, but I’m fine.” She forced a small smile. “You came for me. That is what matters.”“I would have come no matter what.”Rhoda lowered her eyes for a second. “I know. That is why I’m still trying to understand why someone would target me.”Scott was silent for some seconds. His mind returned to the phone call, the unknown man's confident voice, and the warning he had given before ending the call.You will find out soon enough. It echoed across his mind that he must pay attention to it, at all cost.He had no intention of waiting a

Scott barely had time to process her words before several men suddenly appeared in their path. Their movements were deliberate, and the moment they surrounded her, Scott sensed danger even without any warning.“Stay behind me,” Scott said quietly. She looked at him with confusion, but before she could respond, one of the men stepped forward.“Move aside,” the man ordered. Scott looked at him calmly.“Why?” he asked, his eyes fully focused on him.“This doesn't concern you,” the man replied. “Walk away!”“You're making a mistake, and it will be the decision you'll regret in your entire life,” he said. The man frowned, clearly annoyed by Scott's refusal to move.“You don't even know who you're talking to,” the man said. Scott looked at the others surrounding them and replied, “And you don't know who you're talking to either.”The men exchanged glances before one of them suddenly lunged at Scott. Scott shifted aside at the last moment and struck him hard enough to send him stumbling back