A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 104 Failure

“Rocky, it seems the Zimmerman family has called the police. I heard from some guys that they are setting up checkpoints at the airports and train stations. Should we change our location? It’ll be problematic if they discover our whereabouts.”

Rocky didn’t respond at once.

Next to Finnegan’s old residence was Josephine’s house. A hoodlum hurriedly entered the building, whose power had been cut off long ago.

Rocky emerged from the darkness. “The Zimmerman family contacting the police is within my expectation. Still, it doesn’t matter. By the time they think of looking here, we would’ve long completed our tasks. Besides, they may not even find this place!”

“Rocky, have you heard from that Mr. Chomsky?”

Rocky glanced at his watch and said, “He wants Finnegan to cure his son, so I gave him some more time. He should contact me soon.”

A menacing look flashed across his eyes as he spoke. “Once we lure Finnegan here and eliminate him, we’ll do away with his parents, then let the boys have some fun with his sister. His entire family will pay for my brother’s death!”

The lackey instantly grew visibly excited. “I’ve seen pictures of Finnegan’s sister. She’s quite pretty.”

“You’ll be able to lay your hands on her soon.” Rocky patted his subordinate’s shoulder. “But for now, we must remain vigilant. Instruct the others to shoot Finnegan on sight as soon as he shows up!”

Having witnessed Finnegan’s combat skills, Rocky knew even a dozen ordinary men wouldn’t be his match.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t mobilize more men at that moment, so he gathered ten of his most trusted subordinates and spent a hefty amount to purchase some firearms.

Rocky planned to shoot Finnegan to death with a hail of bullets the moment the latter appeared, ensuring he had no chance to retaliate.

The lackey nodded and turned around. “I’ll tell the others right away.”

Thud!

The second he spun on his heels, he abruptly froze, and a faint scent of blood permeated the air as an arrow pierced his chest.

Behind him, Rocky inquired, “Hey, why did you stop?”

The next moment, the lackey fell backward without a sound.

Rocky hastily moved forward to support his subordinate, and under the dim light filtering in from outside, he noticed the arrow sticking out from the lackey’s chest.

as he sensed imminent danger. “Be

Bang! Bang! Bang!

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to warn his subordinates outside, incessant

the lackeys shouted anxiously, “Rocky,

his fallen subordinate, dashed outside at once, his face darkening.

blend seamlessly with the shadows,

dismay, of his nine subordinates stationed outside, only

four black-clad assailants had silently taken them

his gun and pointed the muzzle at one of the figures in black.

before he could fire a shot, one of the black-clad people reacted swiftly, letting fly another arrow, which penetrated Rocky’s

muffled grunt as his gun clattered to

Rocky rolled back inside the house,

they be sent by Ms. Wahlstrom?” Gritting his teeth, Rocky pulled the arrow

that Alisha might’ve sent those people, he felt utterly baffled and furious, so livid that he had. the urge to charge outside

“Ahh!”

including ten subordinates and myself. Yet, right now, those four people in black have taken down more than half of us. This is more depressing than when Finnegan wreaked havoc in

out of

one of his men killed by a dagger one of the people in black had

run out of bullets, hiding and not daring

of the four black-clad figures slowly

this be happening? Am I going to fail before even meeting with Finnegan? While those thoughts

the back of the house. “F*ck! There must’ve been a problem on Tristan’s end.

arrived there within such

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bargaining chip will only diminish my chances of escaping. Besides, I still have a good amount left from the fifty million Tyrone gave me. I can still find another way to deal with Finnegan.

go after him!”

back of the house and fled through it, the two black-clad. people entered. One of them wielded a

person stopped him. “We were only ordered by our superior to eliminate the small fries. Someone wants that leader

the black-clad quartet left as discreetly as they had come.

ten corpses lying in the courtyard, no one would’ve suspected they were

minutes following their withdrawal, over ten