Tessa Caldwell's hand, hanging at her side, clenched instinctively.
At this moment, she felt caught between a rock and a hard place.
If you say no, these two have made the situation sound so serious, it would give them ammunition against you.
If you say yes, it's just too strange—why must it be her to deliver the ransom? Is it really because of the kidnapper's demands?
No matter what they intended, she could only agree for now: "Alright, since the kidnappers insist that I deliver the ransom, I'll go. We can't just ignore grandpa, you guys sit tight, I'll go upstairs and change."
Tessa Caldwell entered the bedroom, and Renee Langdon followed her in.
She looked worried: "Tessa, do you really have to go?"
Tessa Caldwell's face was unusually somber: "Of course I can't go. I'm not stupid enough to listen to them. These two clearly have no good intentions. I even suspect that Mr. Lawson is actually Wayne Lawson."
