Infinite Rebate: I Get Richer Every Time I Spend

Chapter 147: Victor’s Last Gamble

Lucas didn’t slow down for even a second.

He sprinted toward the scene as fast as his legs could carry him, weaving through the police officers until he was close enough to see everything clearly.

Victor’s SUV had come to a complete stop.

The road ahead was sealed.

Police cruisers blocked every lane.

SWAT vehicles had formed another barricade behind him.

There was nowhere left to run.

Victor’s breathing became ragged.

His eyes darted wildly from one police car to another.

He realized it too.

He was trapped.

A twisted expression spread across his face.

"If I can’t escape..."

"...Then nobody wins!"

Without warning, he reached beneath his jacket and pulled out a handgun.

Click.

The sound echoed through the tense silence.

In one swift motion, he grabbed Debbie by the shoulder and shoved the barrel of the gun against the side of her head.

Debbie was barely conscious.

The drug was still affecting her.

Her head drooped weakly, and her vision remained unfocused.

She didn’t even seem to understand what was happening.

Victor’s eyes were bloodshot.

His face had become completely distorted.

He looked like a madman.

"I’ll kill her!"

He screamed at the top of his lungs.

"I swear I’ll kill her!"

"Move the cars!"

"Clear the road!"

"NOW!"

His voice echoed across the empty road.

Every police officer instinctively tightened their grip on their weapons.

Nobody dared fire.

One mistake...

And Debbie would die.

A loud voice suddenly came from a police negotiator holding a megaphone.

"Victor!"

"Stay calm!"

"Put the gun down!"

"We can talk about this!"

"No one has to get hurt!"

Victor roared back like a cornered beast.

"Shut up!"

"I said clear the road!"

"I’ll shoot!"

The standoff instantly froze.

More sirens echoed in the distance.

Within seconds, additional police vehicles arrived one after another.

More officers.

More SWAT teams.

More backup.

The entire area became surrounded by flashing blue and red lights.

Victor’s escape route completely disappeared.

Lucas stood several meters away, his fists clenched so tightly they trembled.

His eyes never left Debbie.

She remained slumped against the passenger seat, completely defenseless.

One careless movement...

One nervous twitch...

Everything could end.

A SWAT officer quietly moved into position behind the cover of a patrol vehicle.

He watched Victor through the shattered windshield without blinking.

His breathing remained perfectly steady.

The negotiator continued speaking, trying to keep Victor distracted.

"Listen to me."

"Nobody here wants bloodshed."

"Put the weapon down."

"We’ll make sure you—"

Before he could finish...

The SWAT officer noticed Victor’s finger slowly tightening around the trigger.

His eyes sharpened instantly.

"...Now."

Thwip!

The taser fired.

The two electrified probes shot through the broken side window with pinpoint accuracy.

Zap!

Victor’s entire body convulsed violently.

"Aaaagh!"

The powerful electric current coursed through him, forcing every muscle in his body to lock up.

His finger jerked involuntarily.

Bang!

The gun discharged.

The bullet blasted harmlessly through the roof of the SUV as the pistol flew from Victor’s numb hand and landed several meters away.

"Move!"

The SWAT officer exploded from cover.

He charged straight toward the SUV.

At almost the exact same moment—

Lucas moved.

He was even faster.

His heart nearly stopped as he threw himself toward the passenger door.

There was only one thought in his mind.

Please...

Don’t let that bullet hit Debbie.

The moment the SWAT officers yanked Victor out of the SUV, his entire body was still convulsing violently from the taser.

He couldn’t even stand.

Two officers slammed him face-first onto the road while another kicked the pistol farther away.

"Suspect secured!"

"Cuff him!"

Metal handcuffs snapped around Victor’s wrists as he continued twitching helplessly.

Lucas didn’t spare him another glance.

The only person he cared about was Debbie.

He rushed straight to the passenger side, yanked the damaged door open, and climbed inside.

The shattered windshield had sprayed broken glass across the entire cabin.

Tiny fragments covered Debbie’s hair, shoulders, and arms.

Her eyes remained half-closed.

The drugs still hadn’t worn off.

"...Debbie."

Lucas’s voice softened.

Carefully, he brushed the glass from her hair with one hand before removing the larger pieces from her shoulders and lap.

Only after making sure nothing sharp remained did he gently lift her into his arms.

She felt frighteningly light.

Her head rested weakly against his shoulder, her breathing slow but steady.

Relief washed over him.

At least...

She was still alive.

"Lucas!"

A familiar voice called out.

He looked up.

Chloe was already running toward him, followed by several officers carrying medical equipment.

For the first time since they had met...

There wasn’t the slightest trace of calmness on her face.

Her composed expression had completely disappeared.

"What happened to her?"

Lucas shook his head.

"She’s been drugged."

"We need a medic."

"Now."

Chloe immediately turned toward the nearby officers.

"Medical team!"

"Get over here!"

Several paramedics began sprinting toward them.

At the same time...

The entire compound erupted into chaos.

Dozens of police vehicles poured through the front gate one after another.

SWAT trucks arrived in waves.

Military helicopters circled overhead, their searchlights sweeping across the massive estate.

The deafening sound of rotor blades echoed throughout the night.

The raid had officially begun.

"Move!"

"Clear every room!"

"No one gets out!"

Fully armed SWAT teams stormed into the club from every entrance.

Flashlights cut through the darkness as soldiers spread across every floor.

Gunfire never came.

Most of the remaining security guards surrendered the moment they realized the entire property had been surrounded.

Those who resisted were pinned to the ground within seconds.

Inside the underground auction hall...

The wealthy guests who had been laughing only minutes earlier now looked completely different.

Some desperately tried hiding.

Others threw away their bidding paddles and claimed they were "just invited."

None of it mattered.

One after another, they were dragged out in handcuffs.

The officers made absolutely sure nobody escaped.

Every room...

Every hallway...

Every hidden passage...

Was searched from top to bottom.

The entire trafficking operation was collapsing before their eyes.

Meanwhile...

Lucas carefully laid Debbie across the back seat of Chloe’s SUV.

Only then did he realize how completely naked she was.

Without saying a word, he immediately grabbed a clean emergency blanket from the medical kit and gently draped it over her body, making sure she was properly covered before stepping back.

A female paramedic quickly moved beside her, checking her pulse while another medic prepared an IV and emergency medication.

"Pulse is stable," one of them reported. "She’s heavily sedated, but she’s still with us."

Lucas climbed into the driver’s seat without saying a word.

Just as he reached for the ignition~

The passenger door suddenly opened.

Chloe got in.

Neither of them spoke.

Lucas had been about to drive away immediately.

But the moment he saw Chloe settling into the seat, he instinctively waited for her to close the door before putting the vehicle into gear.

The SUV pulled away from the chaos behind them.

As they reached the outer checkpoint, several officers immediately raised their hands.

"Stop!"

Lucas slowed the vehicle.

One officer stepped forward, preparing to verify their identities.

Then he looked through the windshield...

And saw Chloe sitting beside Lucas.

His expression changed instantly.

He straightened and saluted.

"Director."

Chloe gave a brief nod.

"Medical emergency."

The officer immediately stepped aside.

"Road clear!"

"Let them through!"

The barricades were pulled away at once.

Lucas pressed the accelerator.