Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 148

Money was the biggest motivator, especially for these hooligans.

The man holding the child was obviously thrilled. "Tom, she makes sense. We've offended the Godfrey Group and can't stay in Ocpeace City any longer. Why don't we extort another sum of money and leave?"

The other man was obviously more careful. He stared at Everleigh vigilantly and said "What are you trying to do here, giving us this idea?"

"If you don't believe in me, you can come for me." Everleigh threw the wrench she took from the car on the ground. With a "clang", the cold metal thump echoed through the wilderness.

"Let me remind you, this child has a heart disease. I am a doctor. If anything happens, you won't be able to complete the deal."

Since there was no point of return, the kidnappers had no choice but to pick the only option.

Tom stared at Everleigh for a while and told Bob, "Lock her up with this boy in the warehouse."

People like them were willing to do anything for money. Even if Everleigh's plan was full of loopholes, the profits in play were huge. The kidnappers were blinded by greed.

After Everleigh instructed how to contact Yvonne, the two kidnappers latched the door of the warehouse. Inside the damp and moldy room was a vent over their heads that allowed little light to penetrate through. The sky was getting dark.

Everleigh held Hansen in her arms and checked his pulse. She let out a sigh of relief after knowing that his heartbeat was normal and that his breathing was stable.

Now, they could only wait for someone to save them, but they weren't sure whether Yvonne or Christopher would arrive first.

Christopher could definitely sense something was off from the call with the kidnappers earlier. As long as he noticed that something was off, he could track her geographical location using GPS.

A voice came from the outside of the warehouse. "This woman really wasn't lying. This kid is worth 50 million dollars."

"Please take good care of him. Send in some food later."

As time went by, the last flash of light in the warehouse disappeared and they fell into complete darkness.

"Clang!" The sound of the door opening was particularly clear. Everleigh was startled from sleep and the arm holding Hansen tightened a little.

Bob threw two loaves of bread and a bottle of water towards Everleigh with a flashlight in his hand. "Finish your food quickly. You have to leave after you're done," he said.

"Is the Godfrey family ready to pay the ransom?" Everleigh asked in a hurry.

Bob sneered, "Do you take us for fools? Are we going to sit here and wait for the cops to come? We'll bring both of you somewhere else after you're done."

Everleigh's heart sank upon hearing this.

These two kidnappers were obviously very experienced.

It was completely dark, and there were no cameras along the rural roads in the wilderness. Tracing the kidnappers would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The car stopped after driving for a long time. Everleigh held Hansen the entire way as the road was bumpy. She looked out of the window and saw undeveloped sea and swamp behind her. The car was parked behind a reef, which was an excellent hiding place.

The two kidnappers smoked at the beach, and the car door was locked. Everleigh tried to push the door, but it wouldn't budge.

She moved her arms and Hansen spoke, sounding a little sleepy. "Aunt Trevino, where are we?"

Everleigh retracted her hand and hugged him. She patted him on the shoulder and comforted softly, "Hansen, don't be afraid. We're at the beach now and we're waiting for your older sister and mother to get us."

Hansen was already seven years old, about the same age as Adrienne and Alastair. While being born in a family like the Godfrey family, even when he was well protected, he was more mature than his age.

Hansen sat up and looked around. His innocent eyes faintly seemed to have some form of understanding, yet he didn't cry. He said in a soft voice, "I'm not afraid."

Everleigh let him sit next to her. She tore the packet of bread open and handed it to him. "Eat something," she said.

"Alright."

She wasn't sure if Hansen had had a similar experience before, but Everleigh did not expect him to be this calm. He lowered his head and munched on the bread with inexplicable perseverance in his eyes. He was acting like an adult.

Everleigh opened the bottle of water and handed it over. "Drink some water."

"Thank you, Aunt Trevino," Hansen replied. He took a sip of water and looked at her. "Aunt Trevino, they must have come after me. I'm sorry that I got you into this." Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Everleigh was in utter shock at what she heard.

What Hansen said confirmed her conjecture.

"Mom seldom allows my sister and I to go out because of this. There are many bad people out there and I've experienced a lot of situations like this. Although I made it out every time, when I went back home, my mom would start fighting with my dad. That's why I rarely go out."

No wonder Loraine was the one who asked Yvonne for permission to go to the amusement park when Hansen was really the one who wanted to.

It was normal for kidnappers to have their eye on wealthy children. However, Everleigh sensed that there was more to what Hansen said that was beyond kidnap and ransom.

The Godfrey family was complicated.

Everleigh touched Hansen's head gently and said, "I also have two children who are the same age as you, Hansen. When we go back, I will introduce you to each other. You'll make good friends."

"Really? You have two children about the same age as me?"

"Yeah, you can meet them soon. Even if you don't go out, I will bring them along to play with you, okay?"

Hansen blinked and nodded intently, "Alright,"

It was deep into the night. The tide rose and submerged the beach. The sound of the rolling waves was mortifying. It was not as peaceful as it was in the daytime. That night was restless.

Everleigh was getting restless in the car. Both kidnappers whispered in the distance. One of them took their phone and walked away. The other smoked his last cigarette, put it out and walked towards her.

"Hansen, close your eyes in a while. Don't open them unless I say so, okay?"

"Sure."

Everleigh took out a pocket-sized scalpel and hid it in the gap between the driver's seat and the passenger seat.

The kidnapper opened the door and got into the car, shivering from the cold wind. He turned to look at Everleigh and said, "I'm glad you didn't pull anything funny."

"When can we leave?"

"Not now," he replied. The kidnapper folded his jacket, leaned back in the driver's seat and closed his eyes. He was full of himself and even hummed a tune.

Having her life in the hands of these hooligans could never put her at ease. Moreover, Hansen had a heart disease. Everleigh was afraid that something would happen if this dragged out for too long. The chances of waiting for someone to save her were too slim. There were a lot of kidnapping cases. She had no choice but to take the risk.

The car was dim, and the only source of light was from the bright moon overlooking the sea.

Everleigh said, "Sir, let me play a song for you. I'm afraid that the child is nervous, and his body is not strong."

"Aren't you a handful? Play whatever you want."

"Okay, I'll do it myself." Everleigh got up from the seat and passed between the two seats with one hand to tune the music player, while the other hand was reaching towards the gap underneath the seat.