Thawing the CEO's Heart

Chapter 30: Shattered Silence

As the hours ticked by, Aoom's office buzzed with focused energy, each member contributing their expertise to unravel the tangled web of deceit that threatened to engulf them. With determination and precision, they meticulously pieced together the puzzle, inching closer to uncovering the identity of their elusive adversary.

In the midst of their investigation, Aoom's phone buzzed with a new message, signaling a potential breakthrough in their efforts. With a sense of anticipation, she glanced at the screen, her heart pounding with anticipation as she prepared to delve deeper into the heart of the mystery.

As Aoom checked her phone, a message from the security team flashed on the screen. She quickly opened it and read the update. "We have an update as to who made the call to Engfa," she announced to her team.

Meena and Ice exchanged glances, their curiosity piqued. "Who was it?" Meena inquired, eager for answers.

Aoom scrolled through the message before responding. "Unfortunately, the call came from an unknown number," she revealed, her voice tinged with frustration. "We couldn't trace it back to a specific individual."

Ice frowned, disappointed by the setback. "So, we're back to square one," she remarked, her tone resigned.

Aoom nodded thoughtfully, her mind racing with possibilities. "It seems that way," she conceded. "But we won't let this setback deter us. We'll continue to investigate and uncover the truth behind this mysterious call."

Days passed, but the mystery surrounding the anonymous call to Engfa, the box sent to Aoom and Kit's absence lingered, casting a shadow of uncertainty over Aoom Corp. Despite their relentless efforts, Aoom and her team struggled to unearth any significant leads.

Meena, Ice, and Aoom convened in Aoom's office, their expressions reflecting a mixture of frustration and determination. "We need to step up our efforts," Aoom declared, her voice firm. "We can't allow this unknown entity to disrupt our operations any longer."

Meena nodded in agreement, her brow furrowed with concern. "But how do we proceed when we don't have any leads to follow?" she asked, voicing the question that weighed heavily on everyone's minds.

Ice leaned forward, her eyes alight with determination. "We need to broaden our investigation," she suggested. "Maybe there are other avenues we haven't explored yet."

Aoom considered Ice's suggestion carefully, her mind racing with possibilities. "You're right," she acknowledged. "We can't afford to overlook any potential leads. Let's expand our search and see if we can uncover any new information."

The following night..

Meena's doorbell rang unexpectedly. Bewildered, she opened the door to find Kit standing on her doorstep. "What are you doing here, Kit?" Meena asked, her tone wary.

"We need to talk," Kit insisted, his voice tinged with frustration. "You have to listen to what I have to say, Meena," he added, his words carrying a slight edge of irritation.

Meena's instincts screamed at her to shut him out, but Kit's persistence kept the door ajar. He seized her hand tightly, his grip unwavering as he pressed her to listen to him. Meena struggled to break free, her efforts proving futile against Kit's strength.

Meena's attempts to free herself from Kit's grip were in vain, and she felt a surge of fear and panic coursing through her veins. Suddenly, a loud thud echoed through the night as someone struck Kit on the head with a large rock. Meena recoiled in shock, her heart pounding in her chest.

Shaking with fear, Meena looked up and saw her best friend Charlotte standing there, a rock in her hand, blood seeping from a wound on Kit's head. The sight sent a shiver down Meena's spine as she struggled to comprehend what had just happened.