The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 509

Danielle stepped out of the car, scanning her surroundings with wary eyes.

She lowered her gaze and fished her phone out of her purse.

Someone nearby seemed to be watching her every move.

A text popped up on her screen.

[Come from the north side.]

Danielle stared at the message, then followed the directions down the deserted road.

She arrived at a derelict courtyard—overgrown with weeds, trees on both sides casting deep shadows, everything shrouded in neglect.

It was clear this place had been abandoned for years. No one would come here by accident.

She eyed the desolate yard and started forward.

Suddenly, a chill ran down her spine.

A split second later, someone seized her from behind.

A cold blade pressed against her throat, the metal biting into her skin.

“Don’t move.”

The man’s voice behind her was icy, unfamiliar—Danielle was certain she’d never heard it before.

He searched her quickly, taking her phone.

Her voice was low, steady despite the tremor in her chest. “What do you want from me? Where’s my daughter?”

The man kept the knife at her neck, forcing her into the abandoned courtyard.

Step by step.

They’d barely crossed the threshold when he shoved her hard, sending Danielle sprawling onto the cold, damp ground. The musty scent of mold filled her nose.

She pushed herself up and looked back at her attacker.

He was dressed head to toe in black—hat, mask, sunglasses—his features completely hidden.

Danielle clenched her fists.

“Where’s my daughter?”

The man jerked his chin toward the far corner.

Danielle’s gaze snapped in that direction.

“Mom…”

Niki sat huddled in the shadows, blindfolded with a strip of black cloth. Her small body shook violently with fear.

Beside her was another child.

Danielle’s heart stopped for a beat.

Raffy?

“Someone paid us to make your whole family disappear. We’re just doing our job.”

Her voice shook. “How much did they offer you? I’ll double it.”

A thousand thoughts raced through her mind—who would do this? When she’d first seen the text, she’d wondered if it was Millie. That woman was unstable enough to threaten Niki, but Raffy was her own son. Would she really go this far?

The man in black gave a short, mirthless laugh.

“We have our own code of conduct,” he said, then added, “But I’ll give you a choice: which one of you dies first—you, or one of your kids?”

“If you go first, at least you won’t have to watch your children die.” He spoke as if he were granting her a mercy.

Danielle’s fists trembled with fury.

“Tell me the truth,” she said through gritted teeth, fixing him with a hard stare. “Who sent you?”

The place was sealed off. Whoever had lured her here had covered every angle.

“You’ll know soon enough—once you’re dead.”

His voice was cold as steel.

“Today, I’m sending your whole family to the grave myself.”

Danielle clenched her jaw. “I’ve already called the police. If anything happens to me or my daughter, you’ll never get away with it.”

At this, the man’s mouth twisted in scorn.

“Do you really think the police will get here before you’re dead? I’ll give you half an hour—no one will save you in time.”