Getting My Ex-wife Back

It took no time for Harvey to notice Raeleigh’s car was following them. He glanced over at the highly tensed Deanna and continued to speed through the streets to her home. No one dared to cause chaos on the roads in broad daylight; they had been driving along the city center, and everybody gave way for them to pass.

They eventually arrived at the Whalen family’s home about more than an hour later. Luckily, nothing bad happened.

Deanna had someone open the gates, and the car entered the yard while the car Raeleigh was in was parked outside. Deanna turned to look at Raeleigh, who waved at them, signaling Harvey to bring her in. He wasted no time doing so.

Raeleigh then left for the RTA in the city center.

When they arrived at the gates, Raeleigh got out of the car and went to ask for the director. The director knew her; she didn’t explain why but just did.

Raeleigh expressed her intention to have a look at the cameras on all the roads in the city. Without giving second thoughts, the director ordered his men to pull out all the footage from that day and the day before.

The timestamp showed two-forty morning when the Whalen family’s car stopped and was hijacked on the road leading to the Richards Group Manor, taking the passengers hostage. They drove into an alley, and there were only a few cars left when they came out. Raeleigh immediately asked the officers to take a look, and as they expected, the car was still there.

Raeleigh asked someone to block the road covertly, then had a few words with the director, telling him to keep this low.

A young guy from the RTA approached Raeleigh. He said to her on the spot, “Raeleigh, you might not remember me, but I’m one of Jacky’s.”

Looking at him, Raeleigh couldn’t place him indeed. As she trusted no one at present, she couldn’t even remember him to forget him.

“Thank you. I will let Jacky know about this.”

“No need to; it’s not a big deal.”

Then Raeleigh left the RTA and headed for the crime scene.

At this point, she had guessed the twins were still somewhere along this road. The kidnapper did not have the courage to relocate them elsewhere because it wasn’t as safe and secluded as this alley, no matter where they went.

To put it bluntly, the most dangerous place was the safest, so they chose to hide the twins here.

Raeleigh rushed to where the car was hijacked and looked around. As she walked there alone and stood at a stall pretending to buy something, she had to be careful not to bring attention to herself. However, she was a designer, so she could easily find out the height differences in the surrounding area and the ambush point. Moreover, she also had such an experience.

After a while, Raeleigh returned to the car and told Fehmen, “The children are nearby, but we can’t go as a group. The kidnapper may be using GPS to track us, so we can’t use phones to keep in touch. But I’m certain where the twins are at, so I’ll go. I don’t think they would have a lot of people guarding the twins. Now here comes the problem, how are we going to bring the children here? What are we going to do if we’re trapped? We’ll tip them off if we bring in too many of our men.”

“Don’t worry, Miss Anson. As long as we can bring the twins out, we can definitely leave. Just tell us what to do.”

Raeleigh took a gander at Stuart and ordered, “Stuart will have to go in as well. Once we bring the kids out, we’ll have to separate. Fehmen, you follow Stuart. I trust Stuart to handle the child; I’ll take the other one. Please arrange for someone on par with you to cover me. The four of us will go together. After bringing the twins out, each of us take a different car and head to the Whalen family home. The cars are bulletproof, so don’t worry. Things will still be easy if we can leave with the kids before nightfall. Otherwise, things might get chaotic in the dark.”

“Okay, my brother, Jaird, is with us. I have him follow you.”

“Thank you.”© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Exiting the car, Raeleigh glanced over at the car behind as someone emerged from it and headed toward her. Standing in front of her, he greeted, “Miss Anson.”

“Raeleigh will do.”

The group followed Raeleigh into an apartment and entered an elevator. As soon as they were inside the elevator, Raeleigh lay in Jaird’s arms, who immediately put his arms around her, pretending to be an affectionate couple. Stuart turned to face the wall, with his back at the camera. That way, it looked like Raeleigh was having a make-out session with someone while Stuart looked away out of self-consciousness and Fehmen all blasé.

The Lees had never appeared to the public. Being a guard of the Whalen family meant they could only live their lives in the shadows.

Reaching their floor, Fehmen was the first to exit. Letting out a cough right outside, Jarid led Raeleigh out, with Stuart following right behind, so his face was never shown in the camera.

After avoiding the camera facing the elevator, Raeleigh looked toward the units. She was sure this was where the kidnappers were at because there was only one unit out of all the others that had their curtains closed, but there was a faint beam of light. That meant someone was in the room, but they didn’t want to be seen.”

This was the tenth floor, and it wasn’t necessary to shelter from the sun, so she was sure it was this one.

Raeleigh knocked on the door. The person inside glanced at her and asked, “Who’s there?”

Raeleigh said, “I’m here to collect the water bill. Could you please tell me the number on your meter?”

“We’re only renters. Come back another day.”

“Tell me please. I’ve collected all the fees in this building but yours. I can get going once I’m done with yours.”

The person opened the door and said to Raeleigh, “Come in and get the number yourself.”

An unfriendly man let Raeleigh in. She intended to change her shoes after entering, but the man waved his hand. “Keep your shoes on; just come in.”

Raeleigh first walked to the kitchen. There were four people in the unit; two in the living room, one by the window, and one in one of the rooms. Thinking it was strange she didn’t see the twins, she snapped a photo of the water meter and asked to see the one in the bathroom.

Impatient, the man asked, “Goddamm*t, what for?”

“There are two water meters here; one in the kitchen and the other in your bathroom. It’s different…”

“Alright, alright, make it quick.”

The man pointed her in the direction, looking all impatient. Raeleigh did the same in the bathroom and said to the man, emerging, “Can you please pay up first? You can claim it from the homeowner when he returns.”

“You want me to give you money?”

“Well, what do you think I’m here for then?”

Clearly losing his patience, he sized Raeleigh up and went to one of the rooms to ask his fellow comrade for money. In the meantime, Raeleigh stealthily opened the door before making her way to the living room, but she still couldn’t find the twins.