Chapter 917:
A woman in a red velvet dress smiled thinly. “Even if it’s a child, we’ll have to cut it down to fit, right?”
Kailee looked at her and said, “Then each of you takes a part.”
Faces hardened. Eyes went cold. The room felt full of monsters disguised as people.
Just as blades lifted, the lights in the villa went out. Every fixture snapped into darkness.
Outside, the lion that had paced the perimeter froze. The beast turned its head and fixed its gaze on the villa’s entrance.
“What happened?” someone shouted into the sudden dark.
“That lion won’t come in, will it?” another voice asked, fear thinning the words.
“No,” came a voice from the darkness. “The reserve’s power grid is independent—only the house lost electricity. I’ll go start the backup generator.”
In the pitch-black room, Kailee called out sharply but steadily, “Everyone, stay calm! We have candles—light them first!”
Warm yellow candlelight soon flickered to life across the living room.
Suddenly, Felipe gasped, “Where’s the girl?”
All eyes snapped to the spot where Ella had lain moments before.
Only a dark red smear stained the gray tiles. The little girl—barely clinging to life—had vanished right under their noses. A chill swept through the room.
“Who? Who took her?” someone whispered.
“Who would pull a prank like this at a time like this?” another demanded.
Suspicion crackled in the air—but no one was more terrified than Felipe. He’d been the one to fire the shot, and in his country, killing a child meant a death sentence.
Felipe whirled like a man possessed, grabbing a man by the collar. “Was it you, Shaun? You’ve been fighting me over that railway contract. Who else would want me ruined? Was it you trying to frame me?”
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Shaun shoved him back at once. “Are you insane? Of course it wasn’t me! I was here the whole time. Don’t you think this mess would destroy me too? For God’s sake, I’m your accomplice!”
Jennifer, who had stayed silent until now, suddenly spoke up. “The emergency first-aid kit—it’s gone.”
She turned to Kailee. “It was right by my feet. Now it’s missing.”
Kailee’s expression hardened. “Someone slipped in during the blackout. The reserve has full surveillance coverage. Felipe—you’re the tech expert. Pull the footage. Filtering and searching shouldn’t be hard for you.”
Felipe’s rage cooled into grim focus. He released Shaun’s collar and strode off to grab his laptop.
The rest of the staff were dispatched to sweep the house for intruders and call for outside backup.
Meanwhile, deep inside a storage warehouse, Rylie knelt beside Ella, using what remained in the stolen first-aid kit to staunch the bleeding.
Thankfully, the bullet had missed an artery—but it had pierced her lung. The wound was grave. Without surgery, even the best field care wouldn’t keep her alive much longer.
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