Chapter111
The plane had started moving, Jeremiah sighed and said coldly, “Cooperate with the police, agree to whatever they ask for.
“Got it!”
Although that’s what they said, we still need to check it out.
It all started with that car crashing into us on the road.
The police finished taking notes, then immediately pulled up the surveillance footage from the toll booth at the traffic department to confirm the license plate number of that commercial vehicle.
The sky was getting darker and darker, Paulette didn’t have any news.
Collin looked at the time over and over again, getting more and more anxious.
No way…he can’t just sit around and wait for Mr. Swanson to come back without finding Ms. Davenport. He’ll be fried alive, won’t he?
The police nearby were discussing the direction of the investigation. Collin squeezed his hand, as if making a decision, then turned back to his
car.
***
Paulette felt like she had slept for a long time. When she woke up, she was in a dirty room. It was already dark outside, and it was eerily quiet all around.
She tried to move her hand, but couldn’t move it at all.
Chapter111
My hands and feet were tied to the chair, and my mouth was taped shut.
“Umm…”
Who… would actually kidnap her?
Paulette’s fear grew stronger and stronger, tears kept streaming down.
She was careless, thinking it was safe to return to the neighborhood, but she still fell into the other party’s trap.
What about Jeremiah?
No reply, he must have been worried sick.
Paulette adjusted her breathing, kept telling herself to stay calm, looked around for anything useful, but found nothing.
Not long after, there was a sound at the door.
She raised her head alertly, feeling a chill creeping down her back.
The man was about 1.8 meters tall, dressed in all black, with a tactical jacket pulled up to cover his neck, wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a baseball cap, looking completely unrecognizable.
“Wake up?”
The deliberately lowered voice, all got stuck in the throat.
Paulette
was breathing heavily, staring at him without even blinking.
The man seemed quite satisfied with her reaction, chuckled and said, “Don’t say that, I just like the way you have backbone, girl. I can tell how proud you are from the way you drive like burning bridges behind you.”
“What’s the use? It’s all in my hands now.
Chapter 11
He sounded a bit regretful.
Paulette’s mind was spinning fast, she thought through all the
relationships around her, and didn’t know who exactly wanted to harm
her.
The only one worth mentioning is Patricia.
But did Patricia really go to all that trouble to hire someone to kill her in Crireton?
Paulette couldn’t speak, she could only express her emotions with her eyes. She wanted to ask this man, What do you want?
The man’s eyes under the sunglasses flickered slightly, took two slow steps forward, reached out his hand, and placed his hand with distinct knuckles on Paulette’s shoulder.
“Were you wondering why I tied you up here?”
“Ugh…!”
“Of course it was about money.
The man looked down at her, the eye contact felt like a standoff, Paulette was in a completely inferior position.
A few seconds later, the hoarse voice sounded again.
“How, you want me to untie it for you?”
Paulette was breathing unevenly, tears in the corners of her eyes, nodding quickly.
“That was impossible.”
The man sighed deeply, just like a tormented husband in a marriage. “I’m not afraid of anything, the only thing I’m afraid of is nagging women. Look at you all, so lovely everywhere, but with such an annoying mouth.”
His tone was casual, even making it feel like a chat between old friends.
Paulette had never seen such a weird person.
She nervously swallowed and prayed that Jeremiah would quickly realize something was wrong and call the police.
The man also said he was tired.
After a moment’s pause, as if just remembering, I picked up my phone..
I made a phone call and said in a low voice, “Paulette is in my hands, prepare 30 million in cash, or I’ll kill her!”
Paulette really wanted to know who was on the other end of the phone, but the distance was too far and she couldn’t hear any sound.
She gritted her teeth, trying to control the chair from moving.
Just as he moved a little bit, the man had already finished the call.
He glanced at her with lowered eyes, not getting angry at this small gesture. Instead, he smirked and said, “Miss Rich is really something. Thirty million, they said yes right away. Should I ask for more?”
Paulette’s eyes wer
checks.
eyes were red, and sweat was dripping down her forehead and
