Chapter 162
Andrew's hands and feet were tightly bound. Seeing his daughter Lacey fainted nearby made his whole face go pale with fear.
"My daughter's not in good health. Take whatever you want, just please, don't hurt her."
There wasn't much money at home to begin with. The phone they found was a two-year-old local brand model that wasn't worth much either.
"Cut the crap! Talk again and I'll break your legs!"
"Boss, this is the only phone."
The guy rummaging through the bedroom flipped everything upside down, but still couldn't find anything valuable.
That phone obviously wasn't what they were looking for-it looked way too new.
"Where's the original phone?"
The man scowled, yanked the phone open, checked it inside and out, and when it didn't have what he wanted, he flung it to the floor. Then he put the knife even closer to Lacey's neck. "Speak. Where's the old phone?"
"The old one? That was years ago... probably tossed already?"
At first, Andrew didn't really get what they were after. But hearin

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