Chapter 539

"Jane..." Michelle's voice was hoarse from disuse when she awoke, yet the moment she regained consciousness and saw the little girl, she rasped out her first question: "Did they rescue your Brother Jordan?" Having just hung up with John, Jane shook her head honestly, her pigtails swaying. "Not yet. The police uncles in Macau said they need more time to investigate. But Brother Lester already called in some favors, and with Brother Lucas there too, the officers won't dare give Brother Jordan and Mateo any more trouble." A look of relief washed over Michelle's pale features as she reached out to stroke the child's silky hair. "That's good then." Perched on the chair beside the hospital bed, Jane blinked her dewy eyes. "Sister Michelle, do you remember what Brother Jordan and Mateo ate that day?" Michelle frowned, digging through foggy memories. "What they ate? They had boxed lunches from the film set at noon. But they wrapped up shooting early that afternoon, so I cooked them dinner myse