The dark snake pit was eerie, and the damp air was filled with a nauseating smell. Countless pythons wriggled their thick bodies at the bottom of the pit, making a creepy hissing sound.
Cold, sticky sweat broke out on my back in waves.
The kidnapper walked to the opening, his fleshy face trembling slightly with anger. “Celeste Chandler! It’s all because of your husband! Your husband’s company cost me everything. I have a mortgage to pay, and my parents are waiting for me to save them. How could you live so comfortably?”
The kidnapper growled hysterically as he held a bright dagger against my neck.
I froze, not daring to move for fear of provoking the kidnapper.
The kidnapper threatened, “Tell your husband I want a hundred million dollars, or I’ll throw you down and feed you to the snakes!”
My face was pale, but my body could not help trembling.
Theodore Lambert had offended many people over the years. I knew it would be dangerous, but I never thought these people would be so ruthless.
