Mara pursed her lips, utterly baffled by her father's presence there. Far from being of any help, he had even shed tears during the negotiations. She had little respect for a man who cries.
"Let's not rush to hand over the cash just yet. Let’s get in touch with the police and see what they suggest," Dean said, trying to inject some sense into the situation.
Elton panicked at the suggestion. "How can we do that? The kidnappers have already warned us—no police! If they find out we've involved the police, won't the kids be in even greater danger?"
Alyssa waved a dismissive hand. "You don't know their type, nor do you understand them. Even if we don't go to the police, they have ways to threaten the kids. We need to act fast to find their hideout—that’s the real solution. Don't just think about paying them off. Have you considered their greed? Can you truly satisfy them?"
Elton fell silent; after all, the ransom money was coming from their pockets. He had no ground to stand on.
Dean patted him on the shoulder. "Look, we are just as eager to rescue the children. But we need you to work with us on this."
"Alright!" Elton nodded vigorously, while Mara watched with a calculating gaze. She suspected the situation would be resolved quickly, but she didn't want it to be—not just yet.
She hoped Victoria would get her comeuppance. As long as Balfour returned safely, that was all that mattered.
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