Chapter 1097
Candace froze for a beat, then nodded quickly. “As long as you get me out, I’ll tell you everything I know. I promise.”
Satisfied, Heather smiled, released her, and left.
Candace exhaled shakily. She opened her fist and stared at the keys, a morbid grin creeping onto her face.
Waiting for evening felt endless. She kept track of the time exactly as Heather had instructed. When the guards changed shifts, she moved fast and silent. She slipped the keys out, unlocked her cell, and crept into the corridor.
After spending so long in prison, she had nearly memorized the locations of the surveillance cameras. Step by careful step, she avoided them, until she finally reached the place Heather had described—a blind spot behind a small building.
She climbed over the high wall and saw a white car parked outside. Candace ran to it, yanked the door open, and slid into the back seat—only to find Heather already there, leaning back with her eyes closed.
Heather spoke slowly, without opening her eyes. “You’re out. Good. Jorge, drive.”
Jorge nodded and started the car. As Candace watched the streetlamps sliding past the windows, she felt as if she had been reborn. Still, she had no idea where Heather was taking her.
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll know when we get there.”
About thirty minutes later, the car stopped in the suburbs. Dazed, Candace stepped out—only to be dragged into a villa by Heather. The place was coated in dust, making it obvious no one had lived there in a long time.
“Where are we?”
Heather ignored the question. Folding her arms, she said coolly, “I’ve kept my end of the deal. Now you should tell me the details of Rupert and Candy’s kidnapping. I’ll make this clear: I’m not doing this out of charity or goodwill.”
Candace’s pupils tightened. She instantly understood why Heather had brought her to a place like this. If she refused to talk about Rupert and Candace, she might not make it out alive.
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She knew Heather wouldn’t hesitate to kill her. After all, helping a criminal escape prison wasn’t something a kindhearted person would do.
Candace took a deep breath. “Alright. I’ll tell you everything I know. But I want you to help me leave this city and go abroad somewhere safe. Otherwise, how can I trust you won’t send me back to prison?”
Was Candace trying to negotiate?
Heather narrowed her eyes for a moment, then relaxed. With a slight nod, she agreed. “Fine. As long as you tell me every detail, I promise you can leave Douburgh safe and sound.”
Then her voice turned grim. “But I suggest you don’t play tricks with me. If you lie, you’ll learn what the consequences are.”
Candace felt a measure of relief, though she still held herself cautiously, leaving room to retreat if she needed to. Once she’d steadied her breathing, she began recounting everything she knew about Rupert and Candace’s kidnapping inside the cabin.
“Well… that’s all for now.”