“jos, I’ve been waiting for you,” Camar smiled, showing jos the detonator in his hand. “Do you see what this is?”
“Camar!” jos gritted his teeth, shouting his name. “Let Vivian go!”
“Do you think that’s possible?” Camarughed. “I know you brought many people with you, and I’m sure there’s an excellent sniper on your ship. What’s his name again?”
Camar pretended to think and then urately called out the name, “Emmert, right?”
Emmert, hiding in the sniper spot, and Simpson and others on the deck frowned in unison.
They had learned from Festus that Camar was also a highly skilled hacker, not much worse than Festus in terms of hacking skills.
For such a top-notch hacker, knowing Emmert’s name was an easy task, and they were not surprised or distressed by it.
They worried about jos, as he had been influenced by Camar, being too concerned about Vivian.
Camar’s actions were clearly provoking jos, who was already on the brink of rage.
Simpson had to remind jos, “Don’t let him affect your emotions, jos. Stay calm!”
jos was not yet out of control at the moment, calmly analyzing the current situation. However, the anger he disyed was more due to Camar’s insult and regret at not being able to kill him at that moment.
Only he knew the restraint and panic buried beneath this surface.
His deep gaze swept over the explosives tied to Vivian’s stomach, tense all over, blood congealed, and fear pounding on his heart like tidal waves.
As the Capo of Houston, jos was definitely an excellent explosives expert. With his familiarity with explosives, he could see at a nce that the amount of explosives on Vivian was enough to blow up a ten-foot wall. Once detonated, Vivian would be utterly destroyed.
“What do you want?” jos calmly stared at Camar’s actions, calcting how to take the detonator from him while ensuring Vivian’s safety. “If you release Vivian, I can guarantee not to hold you ountable. Let you and yourpanions leave without pursuit.”
jos threatened through clenched teeth, “But if you dare to harm Vivian, I will kill you!”
Camar’s smile faded, his face darkening. “Truly the Capo of Houston, your wife in my hands, yet you speak so stubbornly!”
As Camar grabbed Vivian’s hair, she cried out in pain. “You can continue to be arrogant, Mr. Capo, but your wife is about to bid you a final farewell!”
“Stop!” jos roared, the crackling sound of a miniaturemunicator in his ear once again. This time it was Emmert’s voice, saying, “No, can’t find a shooting angle!”
jos’s eyes darkened as he looked at Vivian’s pallid face, unable to wait any longer.
“What do you really want?” jos asked in a deep voice.
“I want your life!” Camar said coldly. “Are you willing to give it, Mr. Capo?”
“jos!” The people on the deck turned pale, and Simpson aimed his gun at Camar. “You’re asking for death!”This belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.
Camar shook the detonator in his hand, certain that Simpson would not dare to shoot. “I really don’t like the way this gentleman is pointing a gun at me. What do you say, Mr. Capo?”
“Simpson, step back!”
“jos!” Simpson red at jos.
jos yelled again, “Step back!”
Simpson gritted his teeth. He couldn’t really shoot disregarding Vivian’s safety, but it felt suffocating to be led by the enemy.
“Simpson, obey orders!” jos nced at Floren, who reluctantly stepped forward to draw Simpson away.
jos’s ship was actually slightly higher than Camar’s yacht, but Camar stood on the yacht, looking up at the brothers, who had once been full of confidence, now powerless due to a single word from him, provoking him immensely.
“Camar, state your terms,” jos said impatiently. “Don’t try my patience anymore!”
“Getting impatient?” Camar forcefully yanked Vivian’s long hair, forcing her to tilt her head up, letting out a painful moan. “Seems like you don’t care that much about Vivian. How about I kill her for you and give your precious daughter a new stepmother?”
Daughter? jos trembled, looking at Vivian’s belly in astonishment.
He had been too worried, his heart had beenpletely chaotic since learning about Vivian’s abduction, coupled with the explosives tied to her belly, he hadn’t even reacted to it just now.
So it’s a daughter? Vivian had given birth to his daughter!
But Vivian was only six months pregnant; premature birth at six months, was his daughter still alive?
jos dared not think further. He was afraid he couldn’t control his madness and do something irreparable.
Forcing himself not to look at Vivian’s painful expression, jos clenched his fists. “What do you want to do?”
Simpson circled behind Emmert, and their low discussion through the miniaturemunicator reached jos’s ears.
“Put on the diving suit, we’re going around behind Camar.”
“It’s too dangerous,” Floren hesitated. “What if there are also explosives on the yacht…”
Simpson didn’t wait for Floren; he snatched the diving suit. “I’ll go myself…”
jos heard their argument in full and spected that once Simpson nked Camar alongside Emmert at the sniper spot, with their years of cooperation, they could definitely take down Camar.
“I said, I want your life!” Camar said coldly. “See that yacht over there? It’s specially prepared for you. You go up alone!”
That was the yacht on which Camar’s two aplices had arrived, and it also concealed explosives!
Vivian stiffened all over, seeing jos, oblivious to everything, ready to board the yacht. Vivian’s heart was clenched, forgetting the warning not to provoke the captors. “There are explosives on the yacht!”
Vivian, with red eyes, shouted emotionally, “Don’t listen to him, leave, jos, leave!”
As soon as the words left her mouth, Camar, provoked by Vivian, unhesitatingly pped her. Her already swollen face now swelled even more, tears streaming down from the pain of the p.
“Stop!” jos’s eyes were bloodshot.
Indeed, there were explosives on the yacht!
Vivian’s risky warning confirmed jos’s suspicion. His originally vignt heart soared again, yet without hesitation, he jumped onto the yacht.
Because of his uninhibited jump onto the yacht, Simpson, who had been about to dive into the sea, had to halt his n.
Camar’spanion beside him aimed a gun at jos’s head across the space and gestured to his otherpanion to start the boat.
Camar proudly watched jos, whom he had manipted, at his mercy, ordering, “Start the boat!”
“No, jos!” Vivian cried out in tears, trying to break free from Camar’s control but being held back tightly by him. All Vivian could do was watch as jos entered the cockpit and started the small yacht.
“Don’t do this, jos, don’t…” Vivian’s heart was filled with fear, regretting her foolishness that had put jos in this position. “Let me go, Camar! jos…”
“Don’t move!” Camar impatiently tugged at Vivian’s hair, pressing the gun against her head, the cold barrel hitting Vivian’s forehead, causing her pain.