A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 295 Duped

Following the address, Finnegan arrived at the hotel in Colstrax, and he also informed Doom Star and Duncan to meet him there.

Dressed in casual clothes, Romona had been waiting here, originally intending to scold Finnegan a bit. His call the day before, asking her to find someone, had felt almost like a command.

However, when she saw that Finnegan had brought Doom Star and Duncan along, she immediately sensed something was amiss. “Finnegan, who exactly did you ask me to find?”

Since Doom Star and Duncan were there, it was clear that a battle was on the horizon.

Finnegan looked toward the three-story hotel. “The sniper that almost took me out.”

Upon hearing this, Romona widened her eyes in surprise. “What? Why didn’t you say so earlier? I only brought two people with me!”

Saying this, she quickly pulled out her phone. “No, I need to get more people over here.”

Finnegan stopped her. “That guy is an expert in firearms and is formidable in close combat. Having more people will not only alert him but also increase casualties. I can handle this with Doom Star and Duncan! But I’ll need you to help me clear out the other people in the hotel first.”

That guy was cautious and unscrupulous, which could be troublesome if he decided to take hostages at a critical moment.

Romona frowned. “Are you sure the three of you can handle it? Do you need me to call for reinforcements?”

“I’m sure!”

“All right. But don’t blame me if the person runs away again.” Romona made a call to two colleagues who were tailing the sniper, instructing them to liaise with the hotel owner and discreetly evacuate the guests from the hotel.

In the following ten minutes or so, people started to trickle out of the hotel in small groups.

Romona’s two colleagues also left, casually draping their arms over the hotel owner’s shoulders as if they were friends.

Seeing this, Romona knew that there was no one left in the hotel, and she began to walk toward it. “Let’s go. The hotel is empty!”

Finnegan was taken aback for a moment, then stepped forward to hold her back. “You don’t have to go. The three of us will do.”

Romona snorted. “When it’s crunch time, I’ll be there with a gun to back you up. Plus, if you guys stir up trouble, it’s easier for me to handle the aftermath if I’m present.”

With that, she shook off Finnegan’s hand and walked away, not giving Finnegan a chance to stop her.

other choice, Finnegan could only give up and follow along,

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with him.

on the third floor, facing the alley at the back. Be careful when you make your move later so he doesn’t escape through the window!”

Duncan to follow. The four of them quietly made their way to the third floor, heading straight for

inside, Finnegan made

tacit understanding, Duncan treaded lightly toward the

he fiercely

open. Finnegan and Doom Star rushed in immediately, with Romona,

everyone was left dumbfounded.

giving off an eerie

was completely

was due to the shower

as he looked toward the open window, then turned his attention to

face drastically changed. He turned around and pushed

been shouted out than a thunderous boom and a burst of flames shot up into the sky,

strength. It caused a wall to collapse

Duncan reacted swiftly. By the time Finnegan turned to warn them, they had already retreated, but they were still knocked over

about to face some bad luck.

though Finnegan had pushed her away, a sharp piece of wood had still pierced her left chest. Numerous shards from the

his delay was caused by pushing Romona, making him the most directly affected by the explosion. The blast flipped

was still pinned under the collapsed wall and the chunks of cement that

a few

Star and Duncan quickly got

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Finnegan! Ms.

from the Quickwood family, who were secretly protecting Romona,

mouth. It

lifted her hand, pointing

more blood poured out, preventing her from

four guards from the Quickwood family understood her intentions and quickly went ahead to help

momentum. A powerful surge of energy rolled out, shaking off the chunks of cement that were pressing down

to retreat