Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 732 Raymond Found the Handwriting Familiar

Selena slapped a fresh clip into her gun and hustled up to another floor.

Game on. These dudes had walkie-talkies and were definitely tracking her every move.

She needed to buy as much time as possible so the folks downstairs could hang in there longer and the cavalry outside could bust in. She made a beeline for the seventeenth floor. The kidnappers had probably already swept through here; it was a ghost town.

Dodging the cameras, she spotted some windows that could be opened.

She snuck past a few guards patrolling the floor.

Just as she was about to check out another room, she bumped into two guys head-on.

"There she is! Seventeenth floor! Get her!"

Hearing them shout, Selena bolted to the other side, but gunshots rang out behind her, hitting the ground near her feet as a warning.

She was freakishly calm, even managing to hide on top of a tall cabinet.

The cabinet was high enough that unless someone looked up, they wouldn't spot her.

her breath, she watched the two

she was fighting to

a second thought, she aimed and popped two

dropped, clueless about her hiding spot even

the gun and wiped the sweat off her

not wanting to stick around, and

location, and more kidnappers would be swarming up. If she kept going up,

the gun, dodging and hiding all the way, and made it to

blood, and a few bodies were sprawled on the ground. A masked dude sat in a chair, calmly watching Selena's occasional appearances on the screen. The walkie-talkie next to him was buzzing with other kidnappers asking which

guy reported the top floor, so

hadn't run into anyone on her way down. Now, hiding on the fifteenth floor, she was kinda surprised at how smooth things were

how

many

someone secretly helping

couldn't figure it out. She reached the fifteenth

all the windows

and quickly scribbled down the number of kidnappers and hostages, noting a crucial point: the fifteenth floor was empty. She tossed

negotiator had been killed by the kidnappers, no one dared to make

stood at the front, looking