The Return Of Franklin Miles

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

After they failed to find Franklin Miles, Casey's security guards, returned to her apartment, to report back to her. "Miss Ford, we are back from the search," one of them said, his head hung low.

Casey looked up from her computer and blinked her eyes multiple times. "What happened? Did you find Franklin?"

They shook their heads. "No, Miss Ford. We searched everywhere, but he was gone."

"Gone? What do you mean gone? You mean to tell me that none of you could give an account on how one man had managed to escape from all of you in this house without being captured."

"We tried, Miss Ford, but he disappeared. We think he might have had help."

Casey's eyes flashed with fury. "Help? Who would help him? Do we have a traitor in this house?!"

The security guards exchanged nervous glances. They knew better than to mention the delivery truck incident. They feared that if they mentioned it to Casey, they might end up losing their jobs.

"We'll keep searching, Miss Ford," they said, trying to placa