Chapter 28

Chantelle hissed through gritted teeth, "You took the money, so you know what you were getting into. If you dare expose me, I'll make your lives a living hell. The Whitmans have the power to do that." The man on the line laughed. "You promised the three of us 2,000 dollars each. Now, it's 20,000 dollars each." That totaled to 60,000 dollars. Chantelle had that much—but paying it would nearly wipe out her personal savings. She took a deep breath, swallowing her frustration. "Fine. I'll wire the money to your bank accounts. Just do what you were paid to do." The man grunted in acknowledgment, and she hung up. Immediately, she texted the family group chat. "Dad, Dylan, do you have any connections? Gigi's working at a bar, and I'm not sure what happened, but I heard someone died. Three men from the same private room were sent to the hospital, and Gigi's currently missing." After hitting send, she exhaled slowly, a smirk curling on her lips. Then she opened the door to the private r