NovelFastChapter 1108 "Carrie! Where are you? I'll cfor you right away," Reece answered, his worry spilling out without restraint.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCarrie interjected before he could say more, words tumbling out fast. "Listen, I don't have tto explain. Someone kidnapped me—I'm locked in a disgusting vehicle somewhere. One of the kidnappers is willing to help, but only if you send money. I'll text you the account. It needs to be three million-just do it, please." "No, make it thirty million!" Lise retorted, cutting off any further discussion. Carrie's jaw tightened. "Thirty million, then. But I'm warning you, the rest will only show up once I'm out of here.” Trust issues simmered on Lise's side. "Not a chance. You could just disappear, or go straight to the police. Why would I risk that?" Meanwhile, Reece, still on the line, heard a woman arguing with Carrie, though he had no idea who it was—just that it sounded like someone young.
The moment he answered the call, the police set their tracking system in motion, zeroing in on the signal from Lise's phone. What began as a heated exchange about money had, without Lise realizing, given the team the extra minutes they needed to lock down her whereabouts.
Options running out, Carrie took another shot. “Look, this is dangerous for me, too. If we send you the money and you go back on your word, I lose everything. Let's do ten million up front. Even if I escape and back out, that's still enough for you to start over." Everything hinged on Lise's greed—Carrie hoped the lure of extra money later would keep her talking, while she also counted on Reece's side to pinpoint her location.
Lise hesitated, temptation winning out. "Deal. Ten million it is." With that settled, she snatched the phone and barked into it. "Send the money the way Carrie told you. Don't bother with questions, because I'm not saying where we are. She'll get one shot at escape. After that, she's on her own." Once she finished, Lise ended the call and fired off a message with details for an offshore bank account she'd prepared earlier.
Getting rid of evidence, she removed the SIM card, slid open the phone's side, and flung it out the window. gvlnovs, the heart of fiction When Carrie's gaze lingered, Lise let out an annoyed sigh. "That was my backup number. If your people start calling and the others hear, I'm as good as dead." Carrie felt relieved when she realized Lise hadn't connected it to the location tracking. She decided not to press her luck and stayed silent.
Carrie pressed herself against the trash bin's wall, her gaze fixed downward in defeat. The suffocating container crushed her spirit as much as her body, and her calves had transformed into dead weight after endless hours of confinement.
At least the pristine bin spared her from retching on putrid fumes. She whispered frantic prayers into the darkness, begging for Reece to discover her before hope died completely.
Lise studied her captive through calculating eyes, her silence masking. the ruthless thoughts churning in her mind. Carrie's offer had been tempting-undeniably so. Lise m wanted to live. Who wouldn't, when the alternative was death? But even if she took the thirty million and vanished like smoke in the wind, all she'd be left with was an average, anonymous life. Meanwhile, Carrie would step back into the lap of luxury, the crown jewel of the Morrison household. Why should she just roll over and accept that?
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