Staring at the vast, empty ocean, Victor Morgan's mood was at an all-time low. So much could have happened in the last half hour.
Every minute that passed felt like an eternity to him. He desperately wanted to find Vera Warner right now.
'He was kicking himself. If only he hadn't let Vera Warner go, none of this would have happened.'
But there was no use for regrets. The only thing that mattered was finding Vera Warner.
"President Morgan, please don't worry. The other boats are on their way. I'm sure we'll have good news soon."
"Notify me the second you hear anything."
Special Assistant York nodded and immediately began contacting all parties, hoping to get a clear and timely update on the situation.
In truth, everyone knew what had likely happened when they heard the noise earlier. No one dared to say it out loud, but a heavy mood settled over them all.
