NovelFastChapter 1107 A pause gave his next words weight as he added, "As for Carrie-we didn't give birth to her or raise her. But if we're the ones who rescue her, and once the Morrisons no longer need her, we can offer her a share of the inheritance. Asking her to help us in return shouldn't be too much to expect." A few sentences from Jacob transformed a bleak situation into a promising opportunity.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKelsey drew in a slow breath, finally composed. "You're right. We can actually turn this around. We just need to move quickly and find Carrie before the others. As long as she stays alive, we still have a chance." Without a moment's hesitation, Jacob tapped at his phone screen. "Everyone we have in Isonridge, even those waiting in the shadows, will be activated. In a town this size, Carrie won't be able to disappear without a trace." Meanwhile, in another car...
A cigarette burned low in Lise's fingers, smoke curling around her knuckles as the wind whipped through the half-open window. Every breath of fresh air felt like a quiet victory. Sunbeams broke through the leafy branches overhead, their dance of gold and shadow gliding across her upturned palm.
That moment tasted like freedom. Prison walls had denied her these simple joys for so long. Desperation had pushed her into this mess. If there had been any other escape, dragging Carrie down with her never would have crossed her mind.
She was only in her early twenties, standing at the threshold of years that were supposed to be golden. Those were meant to be the days filled with promise, not sorrow. So how could the thought of dying have ever found a place in her heart? With each mile bringing them closer to their stop, she found herself able to think straight for the first time. Carrie watched her closely, noticing a faint hope flicker across Lise's expression. She finally asked, breaking the uneasy quiet, "So, have you made your decision?" Lise stamped out her cigarette, pressing it hard against the floor mat. Meeting Carrie's eyes, she said, “Honestly, there's a bigger ggoing on here-someone else calling the shots. Letting you walk away isn't on the table. You'll get a chance to call home, but money's all you're allowed to ask for. When everything lines up, I'll make sure you have an opening to get out." Lotest чhopters in gal.co Given the circumstances, Carrie had no option but to take Lise at her word. "All right." Rather than offer any more explanation, Lise simply looked her way. She reached for her phone, hesitated before handing it over, and finally responded, "Just givethe number. I'll call it myself." Arguing over something so small didn't seem worth it to Carrie. After a brief pause, she rattled off Reece's number from memory. With his calm demeanor and practical mindset, Reece was the only relative who might actually support a dangerous move.
Barely a few rings sounded before the call went through. Lise's expression was strained as she held the phone up to Carrie's lips.
A suspicious edge colored Reece's greeting. "Who's calling?" There was something else in his voice, too-a hopefulness he tried to hide.
Reece's personal number was a closely guarded secret, given only to family, trusted colleagues, and am handful of friends. Unfamiliar calls almost never happened. Still, Carrie knew Reece had that hopeful tone because he was wishing for news about her.
Determined to keep it together, she steadied her voice and spoke. It's me, Reede Carrie."
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