My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 46

One of them noticed Hannah stirring. “The woman’s awake. What do we do now?”

The bald man in charge glanced at her, then went back to his phone. “Ignore her. We’re after Lionel anyway. She’s just bait.”

The bald man’s phone rang. He stood up, holding the phone respectfully with both hands as he walked outside, bowing and scraping as he spoke.

The others instinctively fell silent, not daring to make a sound.

“Hey! Who told you to kidnap me? Are you after Lionel for money or his life?” Hannah suddenly shouted at them.

As expected, the men looked at her in alarm.

“Gag that bitch! Is she crazy, making noise at a time like this?”

A lanky man, thin as a reed, walked over and clamped a hand over her mouth.

“Shh! Shut your mouth. If you say another word, we’ll take turns on you, you hear me?” he hissed.

Hannah’s muffled screams were useless.

When the bald man finished his call and returned, he glared at her, his face etched with displeasure.

“You kidnapped someone, and you didn’t even call Lionel to demand a ransom?”

For a moment, the only sounds in the dilapidated house were the howling wind and pounding rain.

Hannah was speechless.

Weren’t these guys supposed to be professionals? This is almost comical.

“Huh? Do we need to call? His wife gets abducted in front of his family’s home in a storm. We made it pretty obvious, and the security cameras must have caught it. It’s been hours. Her husband will definitely realize she’s missing and figure out a way to find us,” the lanky man said.

Hannah’s eyelids drooped as she let out a faint laugh. “My phone is in my pocket. The passcode is 0217. You can call him and tell him I’ve been kidnapped.”

The kidnappers conferred in low voices for a moment and decided to wait a few more hours. If they called now and were immediately traced, their plan would be ruined.

Five hours later, as the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn, the bald man finally took Hannah’s phone and called Lionel.

“Tell him you’ve been kidnapped!” the bald man ordered.

Hannah nodded. When the call connected, she spoke in a dry, hoarse voice. “Lionel, I’ve been kidnapped.”

After a ten-second pause, a muffled voice came from the other end.

“So?”