Novel & Cerita Rescue Bot Chase

The moment the phone touched my ear, Chase’s alarmed voice sailed in. “A stranger has been captured in the woods, where he was caught trying to kill one of our people,”

FLASHBACK Chase had just finished his meeting and was making his way back to his office when he noticed his mother, Anna, hastily walking through the hallway. She seemed anxious, looking around as if making sure no one was following her. His instincts kicked in, and without a second thought, he decided to trail her discreetly. To his surprise, she headed straight for the rooftop of the building. "Hello. I need you to do something for me right now," he heard her say to someone over the phone.

Chase said as he closed the cellar door behind them locking it just as a large fireball smashed into it causing dirt to fall from above and the area to shake. "Too close." Chase huffed as he and Christopher made it to the bottom of the stairs they were going down. "What should we do with her?" Christopher asked looking to the being that was still trying to flail and break free of Chase's grip. "How do we bring Elaina back?" "I don't know." Chase sighed tightening his grip. "We need to do something before the others realize what is going on." "Agreed." Christopher said slowly. "Let me go see if I can find Charisse's parents they may be able to help and..." He trailed off.

“Please remain calm, ma’am. A rescue team has already been dispatched. We’ll update you as soon as we have any information.” The phone slipped from Althea’s trembling hand, hitting the floor with a dull thud. Her breath came in short, ragged gasps. “No… God, please, no…” She tried to steady herself, gripping the edge of the table—but her knees gave out. Lydia quickly spun her wheelchair closer and reached for her, pulling Althea into a tight embrace as the woman collapsed to the floor. “Hey, hey—breathe, Althea. We don’t know anything for sure yet, okay? They’re searching for him. Chase is going to be fine. Do you hear me?”

He was also an expert like him. They moved at a lethal pace. Everything was calculated. Kyler assisted the girls in going up. And few of their men were on the rescue. “I’ll leave them to you.” Vale hurriedly untied the last young girl. Kyler nodded, “Careful, Bro.” “I will.” Vale searched the entire deck until one room was left. It was locked, but he heard a loud thud coming from inside. He was nearly used force to open the door, but it suddenly clicked open. He immediately pointed his gun at the head of the person who just came out.

A new message from the Founder. Only one line. “You rescued her.” Then another message appeared. “But the real game hasn’t even started yet.”

"But you wear a wire. And the moment things go wrong, we pull you out." Agent Chen returned. "We got a hit on one of the shell companies. Large cash withdrawal three hours ago from a bank in Chinatown. Security footage shows two men matching the description of your father's abductors." "Can you trace them?" "We're pulling footage from surrounding cameras now." She looked at Sophia. "If you're serious about meeting with Chen Wei, we can set you up with surveillance equipment. But Mr. Sterling is right—this is dangerous." "I understand the risks."

the robot chirped. “Zane, toss it out,” Chase ordered, massaging his forehead. “Yes, sir.” “Wait! Zane, my friend, don’t throw me out! I promise to read you The Couple’s Guide to Intimacy next month—VIP chapters unlocked for free!” Oh, for crying out loud. Zane grabbed the robot by its scrawny neck and nearly twisted its cute little head a full 360 degrees. “Miss Harper… help me…” the robot squeaked.

"You’re going to turn heads tonight. I’m sorry I can’t go with you. Violetta didn’t pick me among the other escorts. I would have loved to see you in action. But I can't leave the house, remember?" “Don't worry. I understand. I’m just happy to have a friend like you.” “Awww…” Ingrid pretended to cry. She leaned in and hugged Evie. She kissed her forehead and whispered, "Remember, it’s just business. And nothing more. Okay?” Evie nodded and walked out of her bedroom. Violetta was waiting for her at the entrance of the club with the other girls and some bodyguards. A limousine was parked outside and the chauffeur stood beside the vehicle holding the door open for her.

A warm trickle of blood causes my skin to shiver and flinch as it trails down my side. “What are you doing!?” I cry out again, jerking harder in their hold. “This is a tracking device,” he responds coyly, tinged with satisfaction. “Tucked away under your skin. So, you could ditch your phone…but it’d be no use. We’ll still be able to keep an eye on you.” I scream and cry, kicking more violently, as I feel the distinct tug of a needle and thread working its way around the incision. “Now, do yourself a favor and don’t bother trying to get it out,” he rants like a mad s