Perhaps it was the first time he had seen a woman cry; the leading henchman felt so irritated and signaled for his men to leave the room.
Overwhelmed by the emotional turmoil she was going through, Joan started sobbing louder and louder. In the end, she broke down hysterically.
"Larry!" she called out his name as she cried, resulting in her voice becoming hoarse.
All the thugs felt bad after hearing her inconsolable cries.
"Boss, shall we..." one man in their midst faltered.
"No, we need the ten million!" their leader interrupted him, though he was also in a quandary. Had it not been for my chronically ill mother, I would never engage myself in this illegal act to earn money for her surgery
He had never thought about killing people, especially women. He had no other options.
"That's enough. Watch her while I go and collect the money." The leader left.
Since five million was not a small amount, Della decided to do the handover personally. What she did not know was that someone was tracking her down.
She drove to an abandoned gas station. After scanning her surroundings thoroughly, she got out of the car with a briefcase.
"Mr. Wilson, Ms. Duff has just arrived at an abandoned gas station with a briefcase. I suspect she's about to have a deal." A man covered his mouth and whispered in a dark corner not too far away.
Hanging up the phone, Jake grabbed his jacket and headed out.
At the gas station, Della checked her watch and waited. After some time, she entered a wooden house nearby.
"You're here?" the leading thug asked in a low voice while enjoying a puff.
"As requested, here's your five million." Della handed the briefcase over to the man.
What a wealthy fellow, bringing over five million just like that! He opened the briefcase slowly and then counted the cash. No more and no less, exactly five million.
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