Extra I. Don't Want to Separate

“What exactly happened, Mr. Evans? What do you mean by the disappearance of your wife?” the dark-skinned man asked while walking hastily toward his business partner.

“I'm sorry to interrupt your rest, Mr. Abdul, but the situation is urgent. My wife was kidnapped by two masked men. It's been two hours of waiting, but the police haven't gotten a clue yet. I can't just sit still," Max explained with furrowed brows.

His hand never stopped stroking a baby that blinked languidly at the little bear in his hand—the only thing that could comfort Cayden's empty heart.

"So, do you want to find your wife?" Abdul guessed with the same wrinkled face.

Without thinking, the young father nodded.

"But, where? This is an island nation. Your search will be in vain if the kidnappers take Mrs. Evans on a boat,” the businessman said as he thought the client's plan was irrational.

“Let's hope that my wife is still on this island. If not," Max shook his head to get r