One hundred kilometres from the Kali castle, at the back of an old factory, King Eric laid on the floor in severe pain.
“Sir, we need to get out of here,” the deputy urged. It was now twelve hours since they abducted King Eric. Nothing had gone their way, it was time for them to abandon the mission and run while they still had a chance.
“No, you heard the television. They want his peaceful return. How much do you think they would be willing to give us in exchange for him?” Cobra asked, greed taking over him. He had experience in this field and knew that there was no limit to how much families would give to have their loved ones back.
The deputy looked at him, puzzled. He still had connections at the Kali castle and the reports he was getting on the ground were really worrying. All th
