Reborn Fake Heiress Watch the Whole Family Burn novel Chapter 739

"Okay... okay, I will!"

Theresa forced her head forward and began eating the foul-tasting slop.

Hours passed. In the dead of night, Elena judged the timing was right.

Suddenly, she gripped the thick wooden bars of her cage and wrenched them apart with her bare hands.

The sound of splintering wood echoed in the damp room. The other prisoners stared at her in absolute shock.

First of all, snapping those bars was a feat of monstrous strength. Though made of wood, the timber was incredibly dense. Starved and freezing, nobody in here had the physical power to even rattle them.

Second, nobody had the sheer audacity to try.

If the guards caught you, it was a guaranteed death sentence.

Elena pushed her way out of the shattered cage, waded through the chest-deep water, and ripped the front off Theresa's cage as well.

"Elena!" Theresa lunged forward, wrapping her arms tightly around her.

"Theresa, listen to me. It's roughly three in the morning. Most of the compound is asleep. This is our window. Logan is here too. He's on the outside, waiting for my signal. I've already pinged him."

"Pinged him?" Theresa asked, bewildered.

Everyone who entered the compound was stripped and thoroughly searched. There was no way to smuggle in a phone or radio.

Elena lifted her arm, pressing against a small, barely noticeable bump under her skin.

"What is that..."

"Sub-dermal comms and tracker. I had it implanted before I crossed the border. Logan can hear everything I say, and he knows my exact coordinates. He's been staging an extraction. Knowing him, he's already hacked their internal grid and set up a massive diversion."

Because it was embedded beneath the skin, the guards' pat-down had completely missed it.

"Thank God. I knew you always had a plan!" Theresa whispered, a fierce wave of hope washing over her.

Elena helped Theresa out of the freezing water and onto the concrete walkway. Then, she moved down the line, systematically tearing open every single occupied cage.

The traumatized prisoners watched her in a daze, unsure of what was happening.

"Listen up," Elena addressed the shivering group. "Do you want to get out of here?"

Then, she banged her fist aggressively against the heavy iron door.

Footsteps approached. A guard cursed and yanked the door open.

Before he could even register the shattered cages, Elena drove a brutal palm strike into his throat, dropping him instantly.

She seamlessly caught his falling submachine gun, throwing the strap over her shoulder.

Hearing the scuffle, two more guards rushed down the corridor. Seeing Elena standing over the body, they reached for their weapons.

Elena didn't give them a fraction of a second. She launched herself forward, executing a flawless flying roundhouse kick that snapped the first guard's jaw, then dropped the second with a crushing elbow strike.

She neutralized them in near-total silence.

Elena turned back to the dark room. "Move out!"

Theresa and the freed prisoners clung tightly to Elena's shadow as they rushed into the corridor.

"Boss!" Logan's voice suddenly called out from the shadows.