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

the hostages, one of

harder against their hostages

began to retreat, knowing that the criminals would escape if

the gang

the hostages! We're retreating!" the agents shouted as they moved back, quickly distancing

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

had fully set, the last light of

mentally noting the direction they were heading to avoid getting lost if

further they drove, the more desolate the terrain became,

of life.

someone were to be killed

uncontrollably, had no idea who these people were. Desperation drove him to name-drop anyone he could think

money and power! If you let me go, I'll ensure Mr. Chavez treats you to a feast! You'll be untouchable

four prestigious families?

Lance, then plunged a knife into his