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Five Lost Angels: My Husband's Fatal Deception novel Chapter 90

Summary for Chapter 90: Five Lost Angels: My Husband's Fatal Deception

Chapter 90 – A Turning Point in Five Lost Angels: My Husband's Fatal Deception by Cassila K

In this chapter of Five Lost Angels: My Husband's Fatal Deception, Cassila K introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 90 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Internet genre.

What?

These two entirely different locations flared up my anxiety, even the chief was blown away by this absurdity.

"Quickly alert the dispatched units about this new discovery and contact that cellular company.

The kidnapper will call again."

The clock was ticking, and there were already ninety minutes up from the actual deadline. So, Henry and I gathered that sum, praying for Jane's life.

I was talking to my bank manager about funds when the notification of another call interrupted the conversation. I recognized that wretched number at once and received it.

"I think you don't want your daughter alive!"

That snatcher thundered in fury,

"You have called for your destruction by involving police in this matter.

Now, you will pay for this ..."

Before he could do anything to my daughter like last time, I increased the amount instantly.

"Please take two hundred bitcoins more but spare my daughter's life. I am so sorry for the trouble. Please …"

After some ifs and buts, I struck a deal with that devil, he agreed.

"I am sending the receiver account's information. You have to transfer money within the next hour.

Then I will inform you where you can come to take Jane."

I didn't pay any heed to the police officer's blabbering and sent the total amount as instructed. That captor kept his words and texted me to address in response.

Bright and Henry came with me to an under-construction site in the south. I could see a white minivan parked at the entrance of the building with the goons dressed in black standing around it. Suddenly, this scene reminded me of the terrorist attack at Leo's office, it crossed my mind.

"Damn, they are the same wanted terrorist!"

My chest grew so tight that it became impossible to breathe, draining all the blood from my veins. I barely calmed my pounding heart and stepped out of the car.

"Where is Jane?"

My throat was raw from nonstop screaming and crying, but still, I yelled, asking for Jane. The terrorist didn't reply, but another white minivan appeared at the scene and stopped between us.

The impending danger quickened my pace as I ran to take my little girl in the minivan, Jane was sitting alone in it. The driver opened the door for himself and walked away. However, I ignored it as my yearning gaze was fixed on my daughter.

Jane unlocked the door with great difficulty and waved at me, "Mommy!"

Seeing her unharmed washed a wave of relief over me, hastening my steps. I was hardly ten steps away from that minivan when an ear-splitting ‘boom' quaked the ground below me.

The powerful blast exploded that minivan, bursting into fire. My heart stopped beating at once.

"Jane!!!!"

"Brother, I can't ... My Jane ..."

The words died down in my head as I cried profusely, dreading the worst outcome of this situation. Henry caressed my head, trying to comfort me.

"It's fortunate that the rescue teams arrived on time. Trust me, our Jane will be fine soon."

He took me to the separate room for my back wounds, but my heart was pounding in my chest like a restless bird banging his head, utterly panicked. I barely sat tight for fifteen minutes and came out.

The team of doctors pushing my Jane's bed in the corridor struck me with lightning on a clear sunny day, I shouted to garner their attention.

"Where are you taking my daughter?"

Henry and Bright following the doctors stopped me as I grabbed the bed's frame, "Jane needs surgery, Laura. She is bleeding internally."

"A surgery?" I stood rigid with terror, looking at my kid who was barely old enough to be in school, this complicated procedure for her startled me.

The desperation etched on every crease of the doctor's forehead screamed urgency as he asked me to leave,

"Miss Laura, we are running out of time. Please step aside."

A prickling sensation shot up my spine as Bright helped me stand away from the bed, the sudden stab of terror made me wince. I couldn't help but cry my eyes out.

The doctors took my daughter for surgery, a nurse told us,

"Please arrange for AB negative blood, Sir. The patient needs blood transfusion."

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