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.

pickups stopped

the hostages, one of them signaled and began negotiating with the

guns harder against their

the standoff unfolded, the agents began to retreat, knowing that the criminals would escape if they didn't

one!" the gang leader counted

retreating!" the agents shouted as they moved back, quickly

of a pickup truck while the gang members hopped into their vehicles

fully set, the last light of dusk was replaced

down, mentally noting the direction they were heading to avoid getting

further they drove, the more desolate the terrain became, surrounded by deep

of life.

even if someone were to be killed and disposed of, no

these people were. Desperation drove him to name-drop anyone he

let me go, I'll ensure Mr. Chavez treats

four prestigious

them slapped Lance, then plunged a knife into his