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The robber swung his pipe, breaking my left
leg!
He grabbed Lily’s hair, her too terrified to
move, and threatened.
“I’ll give you a chance. Call your rich dad.”
“Tell him to pay to ransom you two spoiled brats, or I’ll kill you.”
Cold sweat poured from my forehead.
In my last life, this robber had said the same
thing.
But his violence was clearly meant to kill us.
This was a desperate man, he wouldn’t let us
live!
He’d torture us until our last breath, then kill
us!
To buy time, I agreed. I called Dad.
He answered quickly, angry. “Sarah? What
now?”
I glanced fearfully at the robber, then told
Dad, “Dad, me and…‘
“Hello!”
دو
The robber snatched the phone, shouting.
“One million dollars in an hour, or I kill your
precious daughters.”
He said it while stepping on Lily’s leg. I
screamed, “No!”
Lily had started ballet at five, fifteen years of
awards.
Those legs were more important than her life.
く
But the robber stepped down hard. We heard
the sickening crack of broken bones, and Lily
screamed!
“AAAH!!”
My heart hammered.
Dad used to adore Lily and me, but since
Tiffany arrived, he always sided with her…
Dad spoke.
“One million?”
He repeated the amount, then coldly said.
“Then kill them.”
“Those two ungrateful girls, good riddance.”
Then he warned me.
“Sarah, there’s a limit to how far you can go
with your act, if you bother me and Tiffany
again, I won’t give you a cent.”
He hung up.
I called again. Blocked.
“Damn it!”
The robber spat on my face, his eyes vicious.
“Don’t blame me!”
In the small storage room, I lay on the floor.
He dragged Lily into the living room!
“Let her go!”
