Chapter 297 Crazy Lisa
Back at the abandoned house, Claire was stuck to the chair with ropes that felt like they'd been tied by someone who really had it out for her. Her wrists were sore, but she kept working on them, hoping to get free. Across from her, Lisa paced around like she owned the place, and honestly, she probably felt like she did. Claire knew she had to keep talking and keep her distracted, so she threw out random comments to waste time. "So, Lisa," Claire said, trying to sound casual, "is this your idea of fun? Kidnapping and tying people up?"
Lisa smirked, not even looking at Claire. "Oh, trust me, Claire. This is just the beginning."novelbin
"Great, can't wait for the sequel," Claire muttered under her breath, still twisting her wrists behind her back. The knots were tight, but she thought maybe, just maybe, she could get them loose.
After what felt like forever, Lisa suddenly stopped pacing. She turned to Claire with that wicked grin she loved so much. The kind that made Claire's skin crawl.
"You know," Lisa started, pulling up a dusty chair and sitting across from Claire like they were about to have a casual chat, "I have a confession."
Claire raised an eyebrow, more out of boredom than anything else. "Oh, goodie. Another one of your thrilling stories. What is it this time?"
Lisa leaned in, her grin growing wider, and her voice dropped to a whisper. "Your friend... Abigail? The one in that crash? Yeah, that was because of me."
Claire's hands froze mid-twist. Her heart skipped a beat. She stared at Lisa, the words not fully sinking in. "What?" It was the only thing she could manage to say.
Lisa laughed, not like a normal laugh, but that creepy, evil kind that belongs in horror movies. "Oh, Claire. Poor Abigail, right? But you should know, that the crash wasn't part of the plan. Total accident. But I gotta admit... I was grateful for the bonus." Claire's shock turned into boiling rage. She gritted her teeth, barely holding it in. "What did you do, you crazy_"
Before she could finish, Lisa threw her head back, laughing as if this was the best day of her life. "Oh, I love it when you get all worked up. It's so predictable."
"You're insane," Claire spat. "So Rafayel was right. I thought he tricked me."
Lisa raised her brows. "Oh, so that guy snitch on me, huh?"
"He gave me a phone number and I tried to find who owned it. And then... it was you. The woman who opened the door was your mom."
Lisa's grin flickered, her eyes narrowing. She leaned forward, her voice dropping to a chilling tone. "You wanna know why this all started, Claire? It's because of you. Because you just couldn't leave things alone. Always sticking your nose where it doesn't belong." Claire blinked, stunned. Her brain worked overtime trying to process everything. All this time, she had been digging, trying to figure out who was behind Abigail's accident. Those three men were sent by Lisa to hurt Abigail but why?
"Lucky for me that I wasn't home, huh?" Lisa said with a shrug. Then her expression darkened, her smile fading into a cold, sharp glare. "But because of your little investigation, Alexander found out about my doings. You couldn't just leave things alone, could you, Claire? If you had kept your mouth shut, everything would've gone smoothly."
Claire froze.
Her thoughts spun wildly. Alexander knew about this? That's why he wouldn't tell Claire who was behind all of this. Was he trying to protect Lisa? She couldn't believe it.
Lisa's voice snapped her back to the present. "You wanna know why you're here?" she sneered. "It's because of everything you've done to me! You've been in my way, constantly meddling in my life. You're like some irritating little rat I can't get rid of!"
Claire rolled her eyes, trying to mask her growing rage. "I wasn't interfering, Lisa. I was doing the right thing. It's what people with a moral compass do." She leaned forward slightly, her voice dripping with contempt. "And why did you have to go after Abigail? What did she ever do to you?"
Lisa leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest. "Oh, that's simple. Abigail had a crush on Alexander. She was planning to make a move, and I couldn't have that."
Claire stared at her, dumbfounded. Then, out of nowhere, she burst out laughing. It was loud and genuine, the kind of laugh that caught you off guard.
Lisa's face twisted in confusion, her brow furrowing. "What's so funny?"
"You!" Claire managed to say between gasps of laughter. "You're... you're actually crazy! Like, full-on delusional!"
Lisa's frown deepened. "Excuse me?"
"So, what if Abigail likes Alexander? Anyone's allowed to like him! It's not like you and Alexander are in some big romantic relationship or something. He doesn't even want you!"
The words hit Lisa like a slap. Her
face twisted with anger. In one swift motion, she stood up and grabbed Claire's jaw tightly, forcing her to look up. "Watch what you say," Lisa hissed, her grip firm. "You're not in a position to argue, Claire. Look at you-tied up, helpless."
Claire's hands were bound to the back of the chair, ropes cutting into her wrists. She glared back at Lisa.
Matthew glanced at Alexander, his jaw clenched. "You really didn't bother to tell Claire when she asked you who ordered Abigail to be hurt?" His tone dripped with frustration.
Alexander sighed, rubbing the back
of his neck. "thought I could deal
with Lisa on my own," he a
staring out of the windshield. "I
want to drag Claire into
She's been through enough, and Lisa
said she might go after her once she
was free."
Matthew snorted, clearly unimpressed. "Well, that brilliant plan of yours backfired. Now, there's a bigger chance Claire might actually get hurt. You seriously thought you could handle Lisa alone?"
"I didn't think it would go this far," Alexander muttered, guilt creeping into his voice.
"Now what's your plan, huh? I can't track Claire cause her phone is with me." Matthew said defeatedly while thinking of another plan.
"The surveillance camera. We can check the surveillance camera." Alexander suggested. Matthew thought for a while and shook his head.
"That's a good plan, however, is not efficient. The hotel isn't yours so asking for surveillance footage will be a hassle. I just know that Claire may be near here. Her purse was at this park so maybe Lisa brought her here." ,
"We just need to know where," Alexander said while thinking of a plan.
"Do you have Lisa's phone number, Harris?"
Alexander looked at him weirdly, for asking Lisa's number. "Yeah, why? Do you want to call her and ask her for her location? That's a good plan."
Matthew rolled his eyes. "No, you idiot. I need her number to track her."
Alexander gave Matthew the phone number. "Claire isn't lying when she says you are slow," Matthew muttered lowly.
"What?"
"Nothing."
Matthew starts his work to track Lisa's whereabouts. Alexander can only observe him since he doesn't understand anything relating to technology. Cause if he needs to find someone, he just contacts his PI and he gets what he wants. "Where did you learn that?"
Matthew's lips curl up into a smirk. "You'll be surprised who my mentor is. Got it, now let's go."