The First Heir

On the way, she called Joel as well. She had been calling him over the past few days, but he never picked up.

Of course, Martha heard the rumor that the Harrises had moved away from Riverdale. Even Ronald’s company had supposedly moved away.

Naturally, Martha was worried.

Joel was her dream son-in-law, after all.

“Hey, we’re supposed to be going to the Hong Kong cafe. Where are you going?”

Martha looked out the window and realized that the cabbie was not going the right way. Where was he heading?

This was the road that led away from the city!

“Hey, do you know the way? If you don’t, I’m getting out!”

Martha had some harsh words for the cabbie. “What an idiot! Why drive a cab when you don’t even know the way? Are you trying to fleece me? I’m no tourist! Put on your meter, I’ll lodge a complaint later!”

on and on from the back

noticed that the cabbie wore a cap and

he be

“I wanna get out! Let me out! If you don’t

the side. The entire car turned, and Martha’s head smashed

abandoned factory. Her hands and legs were tied to a wooden chair, and there was green tape

Mmmgh-mmgh-mgh!

hair was a mess, and she kept mumbling into the tape,

through the door. He held a baseball bat, and wore

to Martha and viciously ripped

Riiip!

tore, and she

“Ah! Help, help!”

a deep gulp of air and instantly

responded to her cries

at the panicked, horrified Martha coldly. In a low voice, he said, “You can save your breath. We’re more than twenty kilometers away from the city, and this abandoned factory is the only structure within five square miles. No one will save