Lisa deliberately stumbled over a chair, landing right in front of Ricky. The moment he saw her, Ricky sprang into action. He hauled Lisa up from the floor, one arm wrapped around her neck, the other pressing a gun to her temple.
"Let me out, or she's dead," he barked.
Lisa's fall caught everyone off guard. Leah was scared stiff, and Jacob, visibly shaken, was feeling unwell. Leah, busy fetching his heart medication, didn't even realize Lisa had moved from her seat. By the time they noticed, Lisa was already in the grip of the kidnapper, a gun aimed at her head.
Witnessing this, Leah felt like her own heart might give out. What was Lisa thinking? She’d been so quiet all night, not causing any fuss. But now? Despite it all, Leah was frantic with worry for Lisa's safety. Ignoring the danger, she rushed over.
"Please, don't hurt her. She's my daughter!" Leah begged, her voice trembling.
Ricky backed slowly towards the door, inching closer with every step. Meanwhile, Logan edged forward, warning, "Don't make this harder on yourself. You won't get away."
With a fierce glare, Ricky shoved the gun harder against Lisa's forehead. "Open the door and don't follow, or she's done for!"
Lisa sobbed and pleaded, "Please, don't provoke him. He means it—he'll kill me. Help me, please!"
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