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?”

a little surprised that the courier was a girl, but he

small, clear plastic bag from her pocket and held it up between two fingers.

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

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

of taking the pills, he pulled out his phone and

then back at Ashton. She didn’t like

got off the bike, and followed Ashton, hands

the oldest and most powerful clan in Shoneport. Their mansion looked more like a museum–fancy and old–school.

really cared. Nobody knew if all that

girl, every head turned. All

these political and business heavyweights, most people would’ve been shaking. But Briar was cool as ever. She didn’t even tone down her attitude one

courtyard like she owned the place, Ashton right beside

his deathbed, the Wade family was staring down a major storm over their wealth and power. So

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cold and tolthroat, no one dared stop thair.

When he stepped down for health reason, the higher ups made sure he got the men inakary doctors in the

were gathered around Griffin’s bed, and they looked completely

longer than the fast. This time, he’d been out way past what they thought wm cafe.

kicking up drama. They crowded around Gaffer’s bed, refusing to leave, each one acting like they had the final

losing his temper and swearing he’d found an experimental drug to make them

in now with a young woman at his side, the doctors

didn’t say anything and

clear plastic bag. Inside were two small black

she’d just handed them a bag of candy. The packaging was cheap, and the pills didn’t look like

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