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Chapter 83

Bennett was momentarily stunned, not quite understanding what was happening until his gaze fell on Quinlyn.

She was hiding the gun behind her back, covered in mud and looking so small that the abbot hadn’t noticed her subtle

movements.

Now there were only two guns in the entire scene–one in the hands of the criminal and the other in Quinlyn’s grip. Bennett felt his throat tighten but hesitated to respond.

How could he expect a ten–year–old kid, someone who had never fired a gun before, to save a teammate?

But it seemed the blood from the abbot’s wounds was driving him into a frenzy. “You think you can fool me? I swear, if I go down, I’ll take you all with me!” he shouted.

He swung the gun butt against the hostage’s head repeatedly, turning the poor victim’s face into a bloody mess.

“Stop it!” Bennett clenched his fists, but the fear of the situation held him back as cold sweat trickled down his face. At this rate, they would never see the helicopter arrive.

The tension in the air thickened, the anger on the abbot’s face intensifying, his eyes filled with a desperate fury.

Just as he was about to summon his last ounce of strength to find a scapegoat, Quinlyn made her move. Drawing the gun. she recalled how Michael had demonstrated loading it and mimicked the movement.

She raised the gun, aimed carefully, and without hesitation, pulled the trigger. The two gunshots rang out almost simultaneously, separated by mere seconds.

As the smoke lingered in the air, the abbot’s eyes widened in disbelief. He seemed to just notice a child standing next to the trees. In that instant, Quinlyn’s bullet struck true, taking him down.

Unfortunately, his finger had already squeezed the trigger, but in that very moment of impact, his aim went awry, and the bullet merely grazed the face of the investigator.

The outcome was sealed.

For a long while, the forest was silent.

turned to look at Quinlyn in shock. It was her first time firing a gun; her arm trembled slightly from the recoil, but her eyes remained intense and fierce. Only when the abbot

up, noticing the bullets lodged in his thigh and arm. Without a word, she pulled medical gauze from her backpack, working to stop his

while he examined the criminal’s

their teammate’s wounds, the group decided to head

approached Quinlyn and quietly expressed his gratitude. “I felt him trying to kill me in that

stretcher with Michael, her gun still tucked against her, and simply

be struggling with the psychological aftermath of firing the gun and instructed the team not

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of the mountain, the sight of the camp brought relief.

outside.

the roads, news had somehow leaked out. After a long and arduous wait, Curtis nodded

Curtis had stayed anxiously at the foot of the mountain, and a

was in there?” Elowyn rushed over and enveloped her in a tight hug. After confirming that she was okay, she playfully slapped Quinlyn’s backside

It was Quinlyn’s first time getting spanked, and she

up and rested,” Curtis said, clearly worried for her. He

almost rolled her eyes at the compliment. “Whose

hesitant to cheer out loud, but they couldn’t help but give Quinlyn a

made it back alive. This was a result the military hadn’t anticipated. Everyone who had been waiting at the

now that they understood the true weight of Curtis’s praise for the girl he had been bragging about.

spotted a line of officers

was a gem the moment I laid eyes on her.

and insight, you’d make a great scout!

be straight with you–Quinlyn

unceremoniously lifted onto someone’s shoulders, and it just so happened to be the strong regimental commander she had

car when Ivan seized the moment and intercepted