Upon hearing this, Henry Thompson's pupils dilated momentarily, but quickly returned to normal. He turned his head to comfort Charlotte.
"Don't worry, take your time," he said.
It was clear that the voice on the other side swallowed to calm herself.
"It's true that Evelyn Curtis has been incarcerated. She has disappeared. Because of this, Justin wanted me to avoid the shooting site."
"Hmm."
Even without face-to-face conversation, Charlotte could tell by his tone that Henry Thompson was frowning, his face etched with solemnity.
After a long pause, he spoke again, his voice softer than before.
"Charlotte, don't go anywhere. Take care of yourself. Leave this matter to me. I will find her for you."
A little dazed, Charlotte gazed at the ceiling through misty eyes. She forced herself to muster a faint smile, her voice trying to sound relaxed.
"Alright."