"Mr. Harrington, the storm is too fierce here, and we've lost contact with Mr. Harrington again. Should we return to the port, or should we keep looking for him?" Wilfred asked for instructions.
"You come back, have the bodyguard keep looking," Wayne Bailey said after a brief moment of thought.
In the vast sea and amidst the darkness of night, it was already difficult enough to find Charles Harrington, regardless of whether he intended to escape or was simply swept away by a tsunami.
Even through the electricity, one could hear the tumultuous winds and waves from the other side!
With furious lightning flashing by intermittently, one could only imagine the kind of danger they were facing.
...
Late at night, Wilfred returned by plane, drenched in seawater and soaking wet.
Wayne Bailey sat on the sofa, his face deeply grim and frosted over...
