Blair didn't see Wesley in the last two days either. He didn't call her. And when she tried to call him, his phone was switched off.

Before they departed, she asked Niles, "Is the army base far from here?" She wanted to get a glance at him from afar before they left the city.

“Pretty far actually." Niles checked the distance on his phone. The army base was over fifty kilometers away.

Wesley had driven that far every time to see Blair after finishing his work, even though he could see her only in the middle of the night.

Niles hired a car and took Blair to the army base.

The place was heavily guarded. Niles asked her to wait in the car, and went to inquire about Wesley to a sentry at the entrance.

He told the guard that he was Senior Colonel Wesley's brother. The soldier sized him up and noticed the resemblance at once.

"Senior

Colonel Wesley is not here right now. Why don't you try contacting him personally?"

Niles refrained from rolling his eyes.

"I did. But his phone is switched off. That's why I am here.”

“I'm afraid there's nothing more I can do to help you. Sorry," the sentry told him. Security was obviously taken very seriously around here.

Niles returned to the car, filled with disappointment. They waited near the camp the whole morning, but didn't see Wesley anywhere near the place.

By noon, Niles was getting hungry.

"Wait here, Blair. I'll go buy something to eat," he said.

“Okay," she replied.

No sooner had Niles left than some military trucks came from the opposite direction. To avoid drawing any attention, Blair hid behind a tree and observed if Wesley was in any one of those trucks.

Before long, the handsome man got out of the first truck and walked to the sentry whom Niles had spoken to earlier

ALL of a sudden, both of them Looked her way. Blair's heart leaped into her mouth. ‘Crap! The guard must have told Wesley that his brother had come looking for him.*

She had only wanted to see him from afar without disturbing his work.

When Wesley headed towards her, her instinct told her to run.

And Wesley chased after her.

Worried that she might trip and fall, he deliberately slowed down to keep a fair distance between them.

A few soldiers got out of the trucks. One of them patted the soldier beside him and said, “Look! Our chief is running after someone. Is that a girl?"

"Yeah. Who is that?"