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?”

courier was a girl,

clear plastic bag from her pocket and

looked like something off the street–just two tiny black pills inside. It didn’t

out against her skin. Her chill attitude,

taking the pills, he pulled out

at the bodyguards, then back at Ashton. She didn’t like the vibe, but she

the pills back into her pocket, got off the bike, and followed

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

cared. Nobody knew if all

head turned. All

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

into the courtyard like she owned the place,

their wealth and power. So

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being cold and tolthroat, no one dared

When he stepped down for health reason, the higher ups made

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

one lasted longer than the fast. This time, he’d been out way

house, dragging in lawyers and kicking up drama. They crowded around Gaffer’s bed, refusing to leave, each one acting like they had the

took Ashton losing his temper and swearing he’d found

when Ashton walked in now with a young woman at his side, the doctors looked a little anxious. “Did you get the

anything and turned

the clear plastic bag. Inside were two small black pills that rattled lightly as

handed them a bag of candy. The packaging was cheap, and the

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