Third Person's POV
"Words aren't enough. You must sign a pledge," the men demanded.
They released Melinda and pushed a paper toward her. One of them scrawled a few lines——failure to pay on time would cost her her life.
Melinda's face drained of color, but she steeled herself. To eliminate Vanya, she had to pay the price.
High risk meant high reward—a lesson she'd learned over the years. She signed the paper promptly.
Brenda trembled beside her. This was a life-or-death gamble! One wrong move could lead to murder.
"Where did you get the one hundred thousand?" Brenda blurted.
The sum was staggering—far beyond their reach.
But Melinda opened a drawer and pulled out a bundle of cash from the cabinet, shoving it at the men.
Brenda's face paled. "That's my retirement fund! How dare you
