Scars Of A Broken Bond

“You don’t have to worry about that. But in three days, I want to see that my daughter is fine, otherwise…”

Tyrone’s tone was harsh. The rest of the statement was left hanging, which in itself was a threat.

“Your daughter will be safe as long as you bring the money.”

A wide smile bloomed on the stout man’s face and he became excited.

He was only trying his Luck when he demanded five million. But to his surprise, his wish was granted!

Just thinking of the fact that he would be five million dollars richer in three days made him happier.

However, his bubble of joy was shattered when his subordinate rushed in and shouted, “The police are comin.”

the stout man questioned, “How could they have tracked us down so

our informants said they were a few miles away a few minutes ago.” The subordinate stared at

like them usually had men on

several miles away from here, granting these human traffickers the time to run away after being

of the police

a low voice, “Damn it! You

the phone and flung the phone to his subordinate before Tyrone could

the SIM card, crushed it,

balefully. Faster than Sabrina’s eyes could track, he raised

were trying