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.

the vehicle pursuing the pickups stopped nearby.

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

their guns harder against their

the standoff unfolded, the agents began to retreat, knowing

two, one!" the gang leader counted

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

bed of a pickup truck while

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

head down, mentally noting the direction they were heading to

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

of life.

even if someone were to be killed and disposed

people were. Desperation drove him to name-drop anyone he could think of in

and power! If you let me go,

Chavez family? The four prestigious families?

then plunged a knife into