Return of the Crowned Heiress

Return Of The Crowned Heiress 23

Chapter 23

Felicia felt a chill run down her spine. She had walked straight into danger.

Immediately, she raised her hands in a gesture of surrender. Not just her; Lance and the incapacitated lackey, along with the two frothing at the mouth in the van, were all restrained by the gang of armed criminals.

With guns pointed at their heads, Lance trembled, nearly wetting himself as he begged, "Don't kill me! Please, I'm begging you!"

His lackeys echoed his pleas, "Please, don't hurt us! We'll do anything!"

"Shut up! If anyone makes another sound, I'll pull the trigger!" barked the leader of the gang.

Silence fell as fear washed over Lance and his lackeys, their faces pale and shaking.

Felicia, initially startled, regained her composure. She knew these criminals wouldn't fire their weapons. lightly; they needed hostages.

vehicle pursuing the pickups stopped nearby. Armed men stepped out, looking like

of them signaled and began

in discussions, the criminals pressed their guns harder against their hostages and

began to retreat, knowing that the

the gang leader counted

retreating!" the agents shouted

the other hostages were thrown into the bed of a pickup truck while the gang members hopped into their vehicles and

time the sun had fully set, the last light of dusk was

mentally noting the direction they were heading to avoid getting lost

more desolate the terrain became, surrounded by deep mountains

of life.

were to be killed and

no idea who these people were. Desperation drove him to name-drop anyone he could think of in

let me go, I'll

Chavez family? The four prestigious families? They weren't

Lance, then plunged