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Chapter 35

Chapter 35

The big bald man wasn’t ready to give up yet. He slammed his foot on the brake again and again. But then, the back end of his car smashed into the guardrail, and he had a sinking feeling in his stomach.

“Ah! Help me! Help me! He yelled, rolling down the window, his voice barely reaching through the rush of wind as the car swerved halfway up the mountain. Within seconds, his face was drenched in tears.

Behind him, a car sped through the wind, swerving around him with ease. It didn’t slow down, not even for a second. Ir didn’t hesitate, avoiding the crash and continuing on its way

As it passed, the bald man caught a glimpse of a child’s face through one of the car windows.

Her bright eyes stared at him–calm and emotionless. There was no fear or smiles. It was just the empty look of someone who was already saying goodbye.

The bald man froze. He remembered her from earlier. Just before they went into the lounge, he’d seen her for a split second when he turned around to light a cigarette. She had been standing right by their cars.

So it was her… he thought.

But it was too late to think about any of that now,

The wind howled, biting through the air. As his car plunged to the ground, a loud explosion ripped through the silence, followed by a series of deafening bangs. Flames shot up into the sky. The other cars had no choice but to stop.

Larry quickly pulled over at the next mountain pass, his heart pounding. As he opened the car door, he felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. His legs almost buckled.

“Stanley, send someone up!” Quinlyn called into the radio briefly. Then she quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and jumped out

of the car.

“Boss Boss!” the man with yellow hair screamed, his voice cracking.

He collapsed on the ground at the bend in the road, his face twisted in pain as he looked at the burning wreckage of the car. He knew his boss was gone for good. Clenching his fist in frustration, he pounded the ground.

“Why? Why did this happen?” he shouted.

It was supposed to be an easy task. Then they could kick back, have some drinks, and relax with women.

But now their plan went up in smoke.

He couldn’t make sense of it until he heard footsteps behind him. He turned his head, and there stood Larry. His face went red, a rush of anger flooding his chest. Without thinking, he lunged at him,

you!” he snarled, his

to even move. He didn’t try to defend himself as the man knocked him to the ground, gripping his neck tightly. In just a few seconds, his breath

rush over to help, but they were

arrogance and indignation. “Our

dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. “That’s right. You killed our

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harder, pressing down on Larry’s that.

Larry, no knife was necessary to finish him off. A

the others once Larry was gone made the yellow–haired guy

Larry’s neck, something heavy slammed into his back. An arm wrapped around his throat, and before he could react, a

haired man yelped, his

eyes wide, and then he saw Quinlyn crouching behind the thug. In

it ripped a new

she pressed the blade against

warned coldly. “Or I’ll stab you

precise strike she had delivered earlier, her voice now sounded almost chilling and terrifying to the yellow–haired

see Quinlyn’s face, but he could feel the very real threat of death. His hands shot up in surrender, and through

She gestured for him to stand and then forced him to walk toward the group of thugs.

she lift her head, her

down the thugs‘

few steps back, fearing they might be killed

thugs in front of her dropped their masks, revealing

also understand that taking a hostage

these desperate criminals, loyalty meant nothing compared to money.

is exactly why she didn’t use the hostage to

said slowly, making sure they heard

shified. Panic flashed across

leave now, you might still have a chance to get

afford to get

running toward their cars and jumping in without even stopping to

killed people would have called

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turned their cars around and fed in a

where she wo perched on the yellow–haired guy’s back, watching them disappear into the distance. The didn’t move until she was absolutely sure they weren’t in York Finally, she did off him and walked over to the racetrack