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Chapter 313:
“Are you insane? No one in Kretol’s ever had the guts to hand fake goods to Mr. Figueroa. You must’ve lost your mind p>
Just as the man finished speaking, a shrill scream tore from the figure curled on the ground.
Before his next blow could land, a raspy voice cut through the air from behind, saying, “Enough, Darrion p>
Though his presence radiated anger, Darrion Hinks stepped back without resistance the instant he heard that command.
Once Darrion moved aside, Elmore Figueroa shifted his gaze to the battered man on the ground. “Mr. Flynn, do you truly have the gold pendant I’ve been searching for p>
Bruised and trembling, Ricky scrambled upright, desperation flashing in his eyes. “Mr. Figueroa, I swear I’m telling the truth. I really do have the gold pendant you want. Just give me one last chance, and I’ll bring it to you p>
After a brief pause, Elmore turned to Darrion and instructed, “Go with Mr. Flynn again. If you don’t get the item from him again, you know what to do p>
Although Elmore’s tone carried a calm, almost pleasant lilt, Ricky’s body reacted with an involuntary shiver.
The idea of approaching Elmore in the first place now gnawed at him as a terrible mistake.
He had discovered the pendant in Katrina’s safe, confused at first about why such an unremarkable trinket was hidden away — until he stumbled on a wanted notice in Kretol’s criminal underworld.
𝘠o𝘶𝘳 𝘥a𝗂l𝘆 𝗱оs𝖾 𝘰𝗳 ո𝘰𝘷𝗲𝘭ѕ o𝗻 𝗴𝖺𝗹𝗇𝗼𝘷е𝗅ѕ.co𝘮
The item on the notice matched the gold pendant exactly.
Ricky still couldn’t figure out why Elmore wanted it, but he’d heard that whoever gave the item back to Elmore could demand a request from the man. It was on that…
It was on that gamble that Ricky sent Janessa to hand the pendant to Darrion, testing whether Elmore could truly secure his release from prison.
When Darrion took him away from the hospital, he realized he had done the right thing. What he had never foreseen was Janessa’s boldness — switching the real pendant with a worthless copy. That scheming woman.
In the depths of the night, Janessa’s apartment door eased open without a sound.
Two shadows slipped quietly through the entrance.
Since losing her unborn child to Ricky’s brutal kick, sleep had been a stranger to Janessa. She was about to roll over in bed when she caught the faint tread of footsteps drawing nearer.
Holding her breath, she slid from the bed and crept toward the door.
The instant it edged open, she hurled the lamp she had been gripping tightly in her hand at the person who entered.
“You must have a death wish!” Darrion barked, startled by the sudden attack.
After blocking the blow, he clamped his hand around Janessa’s throat.
Recognizing the voice and the familiar figure behind him, Janessa was shocked, her eyes widening in disbelief. “You… You p>