Chapter 429

On the way, she called Joel as well. She had been calling him over the past few days, but he never

picked up.

Of course, Martha heard the rumor that the Harrises had moved away from Riverdale. Even Ronald’s

company had supposedly moved away.

Naturally, Martha was worried.

Joel was her dream son-in-law, after all.

“Hey, we’re supposed to be going to the Hong Kong cafe. Where are you going?”

Martha looked out the window and realized that the cabbie was not going the right way. Where was he

heading?

This was the road that led away from the city!

“Hey, do you know the way? If you don’t, I’m getting out!”

Martha had some harsh words for the cabbie. “What an idiot! Why drive a cab when you don’t even

know the way? Are you trying to fleece me? I’m no tourist! Put on your meter, I’ll lodge a complaint

later!”

Martha ranted on and on from the back seat.

After a while, though, she finally noticed that the cabbie wore a cap and a mask that covered his entire

face.

Whoa, could he be a robber?

Martha panicked and slammed the car door desperately, yelling, “I wanna get out! Let me out! If you

don’t stop now, I’ll call the cops!”

In response, the cabbie swerved sharply to the side. The entire car turned, and Martha’s head

smashed into the door. Her vision went dark, and she lost consciousness.

When she next woke up, she realized that she was inside an abandoned factory. Her hands and legs

were tied to a wooden chair, and there was green tape across her mouth.

Mmmgh-mmgh-mgh!

Martha’s hair was a mess, and she kept mumbling into the tape, feeling utterly terrified.

After a long while, someone finally walked through the door. He held a baseball bat, and wore a cap

and a mask.

He stalked up to Martha and viciously ripped the tape off her mouth!

Riiip!

The skin on Martha’s lips immediately tore, and she began to bleed everywhere!

“Ah! Help, help!”

Martha took a deep gulp of air and instantly started screeching.

However, no one responded to her cries for help.

The cabbie looked at the panicked, horrified Martha coldly. In a low voice, he said, “You can save your

breath. We’re more than twenty kilometers away from the city, and this abandoned factory is the only

structure within five square miles. No one will save you.”

Martha was frightened out of her wits to hear that, and she continued screaming at the top of her lungs.

“Shut up, shut the f*ck up!!!”

The cabbie abruptly lost his temper. He swung the baseball bat and smashed it against Martha’s head!

Bam!

Martha felt her brain buzzing. She fell to the ground on cue, blood dripping gruesomely from her head.

After some more time, when Martha next woke up, she realized that her limbs felt weak and her head

felt like it was going to split in two. Half of her face was sticky with blood. She begged softly, “Please,

don’t kill me! I have money, my daughter is rich. How much money do you want? I’ll give you anything,

just don’t kill me.”

Martha pleaded from where she lay on the floor.