Chapter 368

Stella pedaled her bike with a burst of energy, the wind playing with her hair as she shouted to Rosie, "I'm taking you somewhere special."

Rosie sighed with relief. Her sister-in-law had been gone for days, and she'd feared the worst.

"Sis, I wasn't really bullied," Rosie admitted now that they were alone. "Last night, I snuck up on that guy, threw a sack over his head, and gave him a good beating. Stayed clear of his face, though. He's pissed off so many people he wouldn't have a clue it was me." If it weren't for waiting for her brother and sister-in-law to return, that guy wouldn't have lived to see today.

"Good job," Stella said, finally relaxing. "You've grown up, Rosie. From now on, you can make your own decisions. Just make sure you stay safe."

Rosie beamed at the praise, wishing her brother could see her now.

After an hour of bone-rattling bike riding, they finally arrived.

Cooper, sensing their arrival, ran out to greet them.

Tears streamed down Rosie's cheeks as she saw Cooper and rushed into his embrace. "Cooper, are you okay?" she sobbed, her worry for him having been unbearable. "Woof!"

Rosie, still frantic, clung to the excited Cooper. "Where's my brother?"

leg, leading

nearly

cautioned her,

sobbed uncontrollably, having feared the

smiled and said, "I'm okay. I'll be up

Rosie was distracted, Stella pulled

make it blend in. If someone stumbled upon them, at least they'd have a

Cooper climbed the hill, scanning the surroundings with binoculars. When she returned, her face solemn, she

hunters from

guilty for the trouble she brought

the hunters, standing there with a cigarette dangling from his lips? So, he thought he could handle them, even though he had

eight of

handing one to Rosie. They attached silencers and aimed with practiced ease, each taking

Hunter, his arm bandaged from a bullet wound, was seething

Hunter vowed revenge for the humiliation he'd suffered at

sidekick, the

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