My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 499

Chapter 499: Blood Trail!
“Unless an entire army division equipped with advanced weapons attacks them. Then you can worry. But if it’s just one person or a platoon of soldiers, we have nothing to worry about.” Owen continues his words.

“Alright. I trust you,” Reid replied, although his expression revealed his doubts. “But I still need to go look after them even though they are that strong…” he said, tapping Owen’s shoulder before leaving.

Reid still needed to find his boss for his own peace of mind. He was worried that if something happened to Tristan, his lady boss would kill him for sure.

At the same time, a soldier, checking the four-meter-high wall covered in vines with barbed wire on top, shouted, “Sir, I found something.”

Owen and the others turned to look at him, including Reid, who stopped walking and turned back toward the wall.

“What’s wrong?”

“I found a blood trail. But I don’t know if it’s human or animal blood—”

“Blood trail?”

“Yes, sir,” the soldier said while pointing his cell phone flashlight at the blood trail.

“Looks like the person who ran away was in a hurry, so they didn’t wear shoes.”

“Yes, they might have injured his feet without knowing.”

“Find the hidden door now!” Reid said quickly while he was also searching.

The area was very dark, and they had to rely on the light from their cell phone flashlights.

After a few more minutes, Owen finally found the hidden door. After opening it successfully, thorny and dense bushes greeted them; only a tiny path could fit one person.

They struggled through the path, and after a few more minutes, they finally escaped from the thorny bushes.

Later, they found a stone path. As they walked a few meters away from the villa, they heard human howls coming from the forest, causing Reid and Owen to stop and start running.

“Damn it! They’re fighting,” Reid clenched his teeth as he sprinted toward the source of the howls.

It didn’t take long for the voices to become louder, and soon they spotted people. But a few meters ahead, Reid and Owen abruptly stopped, causing a few men behind them to stop.

What happened ahead of them was enough to stun Reid. He saw a man lying motionless on the ground, and what he heard from his master nearly caused him to trip on his own feet.

“Geoffrey, I can’t believe how weak gangsters are nowadays; they’re nothing like the ones I fought in the past.”

Tristan took a deep sigh as he walked near the man and stepped on the man’s uninjured hand so hard that the sound of breaking bones could be heard.

Geoffrey asked, “Master, why did you injure his other hand?”

“I just wanted to make sure this man wasn’t pretending. You know… he might be good at acting too, right?”

“You’re right, sir.”

Tristan wanted to check whether the man was really unconscious or just faking it. However, after he crushed the man’s wrist, the man didn’t scream or move.

“Master, what do you want me to do with this man?” asked Geoffrey.

Tristan didn’t reply. Instead, he frowned and looked in a specific direction.

“You guys finally came. Why so late? I thought you guys were the best trackers in the world?” Tristan greeted Reid and Owen in a sarcastic tone. He couldn’t believe they had only come now. Why had they stood there without doing anything but watching?

“Sorry we’re late, Tristan. We were dealing with, unsurprisingly, many unfriendly people inside. I wished they were more cooperative,” Owen responded with a slight sarcasm as he approached.

“Oh my God, is this man dead? Is this Mad Dog?” Reid said as he rushed to check the man lying on the ground.

“I’ve checked. He’s not dead, just unconscious. Geoffrey hit him not that hard. Well, maybe pretty hard for this weak man,” Tristan replied as he saw Reid bend down to check the man.

“Boss,” Reid said after checking the man’s face. He looked at Tristan. “This man is Mad Dog! The tattoo matched our profile. We’re so lucky to have finally captured him.” He was sure this man was their primary target.

“Wrong. He’s not, Mad Dog! Not the real one. Must be his body double.” Geoffrey, who stood beside Tristan, answered Reid.

“What do you mean, Geoffrey? This man has the exact tattoo as Marco’s…” Reid’s mouth twitched as he turned to look at the motionless man on the ground again. He pointed his cell phone flashlight at the man’s neck and chest.

“If you check carefully, the tattoo was newly made, and the scars are still fresh and visible. Also, there’s no trace of this man wearing a mask. For someone like Mad Dog, who wears a mask often, there would be skin rashes on his face, but this man doesn’t have any,” Geoffrey explained.

Reid reexamined the man again and agreed with Geoffrey’s assessment.

“Ah, you’re right, Geoffrey. The tattoo is brand new,” Reid said in frustration. “Damn it! I never thought Mad Dog was this slippery. It looks like he’s already prepared several escape plans, including a body double. And he got this guy to get the same tattoo to be his double. Fucking smart.”

“Yup! He’s smart,” Geoffrey responded.

Reid took a deep sigh and then turned to look at Owen. “Do you recognize this man? Is he not the guy we are after? Mad Dog?”

“Yes, this man isn’t Mad Dog, but his right-hand man. We have his profile; his name’s Billy,” Owen answered.

Tristan predicted that the man wasn’t Mad Dog or Marco, but he still felt slightly disappointed after hearing Owen’s confirmation. His expression slowly darkened, and anger flashed in his eyes as he looked at Billy.

Sighing deeply, he turned his gaze to Owen and Reid.

“I’ll leave now. Owen, get valuable info from this man. Anything that we can use to track the real Mad Dog. And Reid, help Owen clear this place. Let’s be sure not a single inch and nook and crank in this place was hidden from us.”

They both nodded.

Tristan gestured for Geoffrey to follow him. However, before they could walk far, Reid stopped him.

“Boss, one more thing. Max needs to speak with you,” he said, handing his cell phone to Tristan.

“What is it, Max?” Tristan asked.

“Boss, someone tried to access the CCTV in the villa—”