CHAPTER 111: RESCUING CHRISTIAN

The car pulled up to the driveway just as Veronica had planned. She was sitting behind the monitor on her desk, watching what was happening in the warehouse from the comfort of her seat. She had walk-in talkies used to communicate with her henchmen, and they all had copies. "Paul, Paul, Paul, you little rat. I just knew you would crawl into my little mouse trap, and I would catch you in my claws, " she said to herself; just then, her walker-talkie rang. "Madam, there's a car in the driveway. Should we check it out?" Gusto, the man in charge of securing the perimeter, said from his hideout. "No, don't bother; I can handle this one myself. I just want you to ensure he's secure and not with anyone else." She cackled, knowing her plans had finally worked. "Yes, boss. I would ask my boys to check around the area and ensure the man is alone. What should we do if he isn't?" Gusto asked. "Is that a question? You shoot, you dummy!" She lied harshly. She picked up her phone and called the