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. Just as she thought, the vehicle pursuing the pickups stopped nearby. Armed men stepped out, looking like well-trained undercover agents. Upon seeing the situation with the hos