Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Two minutes later, Briar slipped on her black helmet, jumped on a sleek black motorcycle parked in the Jennings family’s driveway, and took off humming, ready to make a quick delivery.

Camden and Beatrice only dared to step outside after she was out of sight. They started cussing up a storm–but it was way too late. Briar was already

gone.

While riding, Briar’s phone pinged with a file on Ashton. She tapped it open and stopped short at the photo.

He was tall with broad shoulders and a sharp jawline. A pair of gold–rimmed glasses sat on his nose, masking the sharpness in his gaze. His lips were tight -an expression worn by men used to control and authority.

Briar gave a low whistle. “Perfect,” she

muttered.

Ashton was built like a dream. A little cold, a little dangerous. Just her type.

Any hesitation Briar had about this job disappeared the second she saw his face. She grinned, twisted the throttle, and sped up.

An hour later, Briar pulled up in front of a massive mansion, skidding her bike to a smooth stop right next to a shiny black SUV. Her motorcycle looked rough, all scratched up and worn, but she didn’t care.

As soon as she cut the engine, a tall man in a suit approached, followed by a group of bodyguards.

Briar took off her helmet and eyed Ashton as he got closer. No surprise, he was even better–looking in person.

She stayed seated, one leg on the ground, totally calm. Meeting his stare, she asked, “Ashton?”

surprised that the courier was a girl, but he nodded.

her pocket

tiny black pills

hair tie stood out against her skin. Her chill attitude, the way she handled

of seconds of silent observation, a cold glint flashed behind Ashton’s glasses. He suddenly changed his mind. Instead of taking the pills, he pulled

She didn’t like the vibe, but she wasn’t

got off the bike, and followed Ashton, hands in her jacket, face

most powerful clan in Shoneport. Their mansion looked more like a museum–fancy and old–school. It had several courtyards, but only one was lit up. A crowd of anxious–looking people stood gathered at the entrance.

cared. Nobody

young girl, every head turned. All eyes were on

shaking. But Briar was cool as ever. She didn’t even tone down her attitude one

walked into the courtyard like she owned the

on his deathbed, the Wade family was staring down a major storm over their wealth and power. So when Ashton brought in a stranger at

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Chapter 3

and tolthroat, no one dared stop thair. They just kept quiet and kilmant the can be the

day. When he stepped down for health reason, the higher ups made sure he got the men

those same doctors were gathered around Griffin’s bed, and they looked completely stumped.

time, he’d been out way past what they thought wm cafe. His vitals we dropping fast. They’d nearly declared

in lawyers and kicking up drama. They crowded around Gaffer’s bed, refusing to leave, each one acting

he’d found an experimental drug to make them clear

with a young woman at his side, the doctors looked a little anxious. “Did you get the medicine?” one of

anything

bag. Inside were two small black

it like she’d just handed them a bag of candy. The packaging was cheap, and the

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