Chapter 115. Her Salvation, Albeit a Wrong One

Christian POV

“Hello, man.”

“Where are you?” I steered the wheel, driving into the place of rendezvous. My phone was on speaker, Jerome’s voice loud and clear.

“Priscilla called.” I informed him.

“Really? And I was beginning to get impatient.” He stated. “Well, let’s just hope she’s willing to cooperate this time.”

“What if you send me your location and I send my men to bring her here?” He suggested.

“No, we can’t do that. It’s a bad idea. This woman is… she’s the soft type and fiercely loyal. She’ll break, but we just need to give her time. She called me, didn’t she? And from her tone, I could tell all is not well.” I told him, parking in the car section.

I turned off the engine and remained in the car, continuing my ca