At the end of the broadcast, it also stated that if anyone could provide information about the woman, they should immediately call the police hotline.
Mabel Quinn was muttering to herself about why the police were urgently looking for someone so late at night, and then she noticed the taxi driver glancing at her from time to time.
"Hey, comrade, you didn’t commit any crimes, did you? Are the police looking for you?" the taxi driver said.
Mabel broke out in a cold sweat, "Well... I haven’t done anything wrong, the person the police are looking for shouldn’t be me."
"But according to the description, it sounds a lot like you. You’re still young, if you’ve really done something wrong, there’s still time to turn back. How about I accompany you to the police station?" The driver sincerely tried to persuade Mabel to stop before it was too late.
Mabel was both amused and annoyed, "It’s really not..." She suddenly paused mid-sentence, thinking of a possibility and started patting herself down, only to find that her phone wasn’t with her.
She shivered and quickly asked the driver, "Uncle, can I borrow your phone for a moment?"
The driver looked at her with eyes full of suspicion.
"I really just need to borrow it to make a call. Or, how about I tell you the number and you dial for me? I lost my phone and need to urgently contact... uh, family." she said. To her, Kyle Kinston was now not just family, but her home as well.
Her actual home could no longer be called a home, and he had given her a home when she was most lost.
After much persuasion, the driver finally agreed to lend his phone to Mabel.
When Mabel dialed Kyle Kinston’s number, she quickly said, "Kyle, I’m... very safe, in a taxi. Uh... I should probably arrive in about 15 minutes. I’m calling with the driver’s phone, so there’s no need to worry... Driver’s license plate?" Mabel glanced at the driver, gave an awkward smile, and then reported the basic vehicle information displayed in front of the car to Kyle Kinston.
However, not even seven minutes after Mabel hung up, the taxi was surrounded by several cars. Mabel was stunned as she watched Kyle Kinston step out of one of the cars, almost hitting her head on the car window.
Wasn’t this too exaggerated!
The taxi driver, meanwhile, was completely dumbfounded, unable to fathom what was happening.
Mabel opened the car door, and Kyle Kinston had already reached her side.
"Kyle, I..." Before she could finish speaking, Kyle Kinston had already embraced her tightly.
"Next time, don’t make me this worried!" he murmured. Did she know how anxious he was when he called her, only to find Daniel Harris answering and unwilling to say where she was?
"Didn’t I say I would take a taxi back myself?" Mabel said. Although being hugged in front of everyone made her a bit embarrassed, she knew he was genuinely worried about her, otherwise, he wouldn’t have issued that urgent broadcast.
"Where’s your phone?" he asked. "I called your phone, and you didn’t answer, then I called your colleague’s number and found out you had already left the party."