Imprisoned While Pregnant, She's Back for Payback novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183 The Trap in the Rearview

“Talk.”

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Finn’s words were clipped, laced with a subtle tension and anger that most would have missed.

His gaze appeared fixed on the road ahead, but his mind was far away.

“Mr. Lock, I confirmed with the hospital–they said Mrs. Lock specifically instructed them to delay telling us she’d been discharged.”

“Ridiculous!”

The sharp, impatient bark came through the speaker.

Zane flinched.

Mr. Lock was usually the picture of composure–cold, detached, and frighteningly in control of his emotions. As a businessman, his ability to keep his temper in check was almost unnerving.

This sudden, unrestrained anger was nothing short of shocking.

Was this really the same man?

Then it clicked–every time Mr. Lock’s emotions broke past his iron control, it was because of Mrs. Lock. And right now, the world outside was far more dangerous for her than she probably realized. His reaction made sense.

“Have you pulled the surveillance footage? She must’ve taken a cab. Track the direction she left -priority on traffic cameras.”

Finn forced his anger down; his voice cut straight into Zane’s head and knocked his wandering thoughts aside.

“Find out where she went–fast.”

He said it again, sharper this time. The urgency in his tone made it clear how tense–and how desperate–he was.

Zane didn’t dare waste another second. He relayed the order immediately.

Meanwhile, Tess had no idea that Finn had mobilized half of his company resources to find her. Her mind was entirely on escape.

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Chapter 183 The Trap in the Rearview

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“I’ve been doing this job a long time. Anyone who’s ever crossed me, not one of them had a good ending!”

The driver smacked the steering wheel, his voice dripping with fury as if reliving the scene from the other day when Tess had challenged him.

His narrow, mean eyes glared at her in the rearview mirror, calculating exactly how he’d deal with her.

A chill crawled down Tess’s spine under that gaze. She warned, “This is a civilized country. Do you even understand the consequences of what you’re doing?”

“Consequences?”

He sneered, his eyes glinted smugly. “I’ve got a doctor’s note saying I’m mentally unstable. How else do you think I’ve walked away untouched after what happened to those before you?”

A cold shiver slid down Tess’s spine. The smug grin on his face made her stomach churn, fear crawling over her like a thousand tiny insects.

Absurd. If he really were mentally unfit, how could he still be taking passengers? And if he wasn’t, then he was hiding behind a false diagnosis, free to harm others without consequence.

Tess’s chest tightened with frustration, but her limbs only grew colder.

Facing a brazen madman who thought he was untouchable, her deepest fear was for her safety.

“Where are you taking me? What do you want from me?” she asked, forcing her voice to stay even, praying he wouldn’t snap.

“You’ll see soon enough. Gotta admit, you’re prettier than the others.”

His grin twisted into something lecherous.

A chill rolled through Tess.

She swallowed the surge of discomfort, turned her face away with a show of annoyance, and let her gaze drift barely toward the world beyond the tinted glass.

Her look of humiliation only made the driver laugh harder.

The sound was coarse and ugly, echoing inside the car. Sweat beaded across Tess’s palms.

What scared her more was the view outside; she had taken a good look and knew where they

were.

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Chapter 183 The Trap in the Rearview

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The car jolted over bumps; trees clawed toward the sky on both sides. Bit by bit, she realized they were leaving the city.

She jolted at the possibility.

“Wait! I need to use the restroom,” she blurted.

The driver frowned, studying her expression. She looked humiliated, as though forced to speak despite her pride.

He’d worried she might try something, but that look pleased him far too much.

This time he didn’t underestimate her worth. His gaze slid over her clothes–simple, yes, but well made, the fabric catching the light. The idea of a wealthy woman falling under his control filled him with a sickening thrill. He even let out a long, satisfied breath.

“Fine.”

He slammed on the brakes and, through the rearview mirror, studied Tess’s reaction.

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