“What are you going to do? Call her father tonight?"

The stout man thought about it and came up with a feasible plan. He looked at his subordinate and said, "For now, put a new SIM card in the phone. I will call her father and demand a ransom. Then we will arrange an escape route and find a place to do the exchange in two days."

"Alright The subordinate took out a new SIM card from the car and switched it with the one in his mobile phone.

This was a common thing for them to do. Using different SIM cards and discarding them frequently made it hard for law enforcement agencies to track them.

The stout man took the phone and returned to the place Sabrina was kept in.

There was a tense silence in the room as Sabrina and the stout man stared at each other. Sabrina held her breath as she stared at him warily.

"Alright, I won't hurt you. Give me your father's phone number. I will let you go as soon as I get the money," the stout man announced.

Sabrina breathed a sigh of relief.

"I can promise you that if I see my dad, I will persuade him not to arrest you or charge you to court, but you have to ensure my safety."

The stout man stared at Sabrina's face and felt a pang of loss. It was a pity that he wouldn't be able to bed this beauty, but he consoled himself with the money her family would pay him. After all, if he got the money, he would be able to get laid with all kinds of women.

"You have my word," the stout man said.

Nodding at the phone in the man's hand, Sabrina said, "Give me your phone and I'll talk to my father.”

The stout man shook his head quickly. He was afraid that she would play tricks on him if he gave her the chance.

"Tell me the number, and I'll call him."

Sabrina had no choice but to give the man Tyrone's number.

Her heart beat a fast rhythm.

If Tyrone knew she was missing, wouldn't he intuitively comprehend the situation?

She had promised herself that she wouldn't ask him for help, but here she was, with no other choice than to trouble him once again...

The stout man called the number, and it was answered almost immediately.

"Hello?" A deep male voice came through the phone, and he sounded as if he was trying to restrain something.