I reassured her in a gentle tone, “Don’t worry.


    We’ve made a full recovery and been discharged from the hospital.


    I’m on my way to see Be’s child.


    ”


    “Visiting Be’s child already? You’re quick on the draw with this investigation, aren’t you?” Zoe was surprised, yet willingly offered her assistance.


    “I’m wrapping things up here.


    Debra, give me a moment, and I’ll join you on this mission.


    ”


    “Okay,” I agreed readily.


    Zoe, a seasonedw enforcer, was definitely bound to smooth the investigative process with her presence.


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    Soon, Zoe and I met up at the Barton family’s hospital.


    Armed with the information gleaned from the documents, we made our way to the room where Be’s daughter, Fiona, was under medical care.


    Debra’s POV:


    “Where is my Fiona?”


    We were met by a tearful Be rushing out as soon as we arrived at the ward.


    Her trembling hands clutched the door, her eyes brimming with anguish.


    A cluster of nurses surrounded Be, their faces marked with matching frowns.


    “Be, I’m truly sorry,” the head nurse offered her apology.


    “We’ve scoured every corner of the hospital, but we can’t find the child.


    It appears she might have slipped away unnoticed.


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    It was clear that something had happened.


    Zoe and I approached her.


    “Be, what’s wrong? What happened?”


    Tears welled in Be’s eyes as she answered, “My daughter, Fiona, she’s gone!”


    Zoe, the seasoned cop, wasted no time, asking, “When did she disappear?”


    “Less than an hour ago.


    I’d gone to fetch Fiona some breakfast, but when I returned, she was nowhere to be found.


    The nurses couldn’t spot her either, and she’s nowhere in the hospital!”


    Pondering briefly, Zoe maintained herposure and suggested, “Have you looked at the hospital’s surveince footage?”


    Be shook her head, adding, “I need authorization to ess the footage.


    The security guard ims he was in the monitoring room the whole time and saw nothing unusual.


    ”


    After some quiet contemtion, Zoe approached a nurse for answers.


    When she learned that the child had ventured out of her ward unapanied, she swiftly drew a conclusion, stating, “There are fences and only one way out of this hospital.


    Given the guard’s testimony, kidnapping seems imusible.


    Based on my experience, it’s highly Likely that the girl is still somewhere in the hospital.


    She’s probably hidden away in some corner; that’s why no one can find her.


    ”


    “Really?” Be’s nervous expression rxed, and the tension in her shoulders eased.


    I gave her a tissue to dab her tears and consoled her softly, saying, “Zoe is a trained cop.


    She hardly ever slips up.


    Don’t worry.


    Let’s team up to look for your daughter.


    There’s a crowd around.


    We’ll find her in no time.


    ”


    “Thank you so much!” Be expressed her gratitude.


    Zoe maintained herposure as she inquired, “Could you describe the child’s appearance?”