Dear Sweetheart novel

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 62 Sniping
Nearly a minute later, Rayna’s breathing was still weak, and the vivid red strangulation mark on her neck was a ghastly sight. Curtis’ expression grew grimmer, and he could no longer maintain his composure.
Gabriel happened to still be in the room when Rayna called. He answered the call and murmured about how Rayna was silent.
Curtis felt something was wrong and took the phone from Gabriel. He heard something fall and instantly realized something was amiss. Immediately, he rushed to kick open Rayna’s door.
“Rayna, wake up!” Curtis patted her pale and cold cheek, which made his fingers tremble.
He did not want something bad to happen to her just because she was helping him with work.
Curtis patted Rayna’s cheek continuously. Just then, Rayna violently coughed once. Although she did not open her eyes, her breathing gradually returned to normal.
Curtis finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Meanwhile, James learned from Gabriel’s call about the assassination of Rayna. He was greatly surprised because he did not expect the assailant to enter the room so boldly.
Gabriel also told him that the assailant had used the balcony to escape when he entered Rayna’s room. He had rushed over, only to catch a glimpse of the assailant’s clothes and height, which was taller than average.
James ordered two people to guard the front and back entrances of the hotel. Another person was to check the emergency stairs while he and Cillian carried the equipment to the rooftop. They quickly assembled the pieces and equipped their rifles with silencers.
“How about we wait for a while first?” Cillian scratched the back of his head. “The street is packed. What if we shoot someone else if the assailant blends into the crowd?”
“That’s not possible.” James’ tone was firm, and he bent down after finding a suitable spot. “I won’t be able to face anyone if he escapes.”
Confused, Cillian questioned, “What do the assailant’s life and death have to do with you not being able to face anyone?”
It has a lot to do with me! This is the job that pays me the highest since graduation. I also assured Mr. Faymon that I wouldn’t let this guy slip past me. If the assailant really escapes, I won’t be able to face Mr. Faymon.

James could not be bothered to explain this to Cillian as he did not have that time. He used the lens of his rifle to observe the situation downstairs.
Cillian leaned nearer to James. He was still rambling about how the assailant would not be able to escape. Yet, in the next instant, a figure walked out from the corner of the hotel.
He was a tall man that matched Gabriel’s description in terms of both appearance and attire.
“He must have used the pipes since he didn’t go through the front and back doors,” Cillian stated. His expression grew more serious when he saw the assailant blending into the crowd.
James saw that as well through the lens of his rifle.
The man seemed prepared for a sniper ambush, as he used a woman holding a child to obstruct their line of sight. There was a cold smirk on his face, and he was confident he would get out of this situation alive.
James chuckled coldly as well, which made Cillian’s hair stand on end.
“Let’s not—” Before Cillian could finish his words, he saw James’ shoulders shake due to the strong recoil of his rifle.
In just two seconds, the tall man collapsed to the ground. The people beside him were startled as blood began staining his clothes.
“Did you get him?” Cillian’s gaze fell on James, and his jaw dropped. “We both can snipe and come from the same school. Why do I feel that the difference between us is so huge?”
I would never dare to snipe when there are so many people near my target for fear of hitting someone else. However, he managed to eliminate someone with a single shot without fear.
“You’re just terrible,” James responded. He swiftly disassembled the weapon and placed the pieces in his leather case.
Cillian was rendered speechless.
When they were heading downstairs, James’ phone rang.
I shouldn’t have turned on my data roaming. James was annoyed when he saw the caller ID. The calls came in persistently after he rejected them twice, prompting him to answer the call in irritation.
“How dare you hang up on me, Gray Wolf?” Kristie screamed. “You even hang up on me twice! You ought to know your place. I’m your master!”
James answered icily, “Ms. Winton, my employer is Mr. Tylinski. I’ve been given the task of protecting you. Besides, I’ve told you that I will be following Mr. Faymon’s orders in these coming days.”
“How long are you going to take? I’m dying of hunger!” Kristie complained. “Why do you have to go when Curt has so many people? You’re clearly my bodyguard.”
“I don’t know.”
“Well, ask them. I’ll die of hunger if you don’t come back.”
“You can order takeaway.” James’ response was succinct. Since he was not her personal chef, he felt irritated about having to cook meals for her. “Ms. Winton, you can die of hunger if you refuse to eat.”
Kristie shrieked, “What? You b*stard! How dare you ask me to starve to death? I’m going to complain to Curt and ask for you to be replaced!”
“Why, thank you, then, Ms. Winton.” With that, he hung up.
Cillian piped up, “Is she that little princess from Mr. Faymon’s company?”
“Yeah.”
“Wow! You’re truly a man. We don’t even dare to upset her for fear of being assigned to be her bodyguard. You’re brave to talk to her like that!” Cillian patted James’ back.