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Chapter 110

Chapter 110

Larry, who was on watch outside the stilt house, heard the commotion through his earpiece. His face turned grim. “I agree with Stanley. Let him go. Saving Quinlyn is our top priority right now”

If he had known it would come to this, he would have prevented Quinlyn from coming, even if it meant taking a lot of people with him.

The task force found themselves in a tricky situation too. They hadn’t anticipated just how important Quinlyn criminals. It was a perfect opportunity for infiltration, but Quinlyn was just a kid.

Before they could finalize a plan, Quinlyn’s voice came through the earpiece. “If I follow you can you give me

other

“Even if you want ten, that’s possible,” John replied, grinning. I’ll bring one to you tomorrow. Anything else you need t long as I can do it, I’ll make it happen for sure.”

Quinlyn shot him a glance, shook her head, and didn’t say a word

“Alright, alright, don’t be mad. I was wrong earlier. Come on, and sit down. I’ll have some fresh dishes served” John sad returning to his friendly demeanor but with more sincerity. “Come on, you two. Join us too”

Bennett and Donny took seats at the table. The driver was carried out, and soon a steaming hot meal was served. Although the blood had been cleaned up, the lingering scent served as a subtle reminder of the tense situation they had just endured

Bennett wiped the blood off his face with a damp towel. He still looked shocked, his palms cold and sweaty

Donny felt the same way. He stole a glance at Quinlyn and noticed she had started eating quietly again, her fingertip stained with a reddish hue.

To be honest, if he were in that situation, there was no way he could stay as calm as Quinlyn, let alone eat

John clearly wasn’t focused on Bennett and Donny. He just took the chance to drink and shower Quinlyn with compliments “You all are lucky to follow her right from the start. From now on, whatever your salary is. I’ll double it–just take good care of Quinn.”

“Look at how pale you guys are. You’re nowhere near as capable as Quinn. Two years ago. when

“On any

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catch her. Even when everyone else in the car was dead, she always managed survive. Now, anyone wanting to transport goods through the borderlands looks to Quinlyn for help, she’s practically charm for

focused on

they only knew she grew up as

you stop by my office

and asked, “What about the person I’m asking

the morning.

shook her head and softly said, “I just w

mom to be there

“Makes sense. At ten,

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around

finalized their plans, they left the restaurant

during the ride and quietly dropped Quinlyn and

no one was monitoring, the task force and the Hill family started

find Quinlyn washing her hands at the sink. Dried blood clung stubbornly to her skin,

get you a new set, Larry

guiding her to sit on the sofa. With a concerned expression, he half–kneeled in front of her and asked, “Were you

her big eyes. She touched Stanley gently with her clean fingertips and said. “I’m

of relief. He placed his large hand on her small head and rubbed it vigorously, as if to vent his frustration. “You little thing, where do you get such courage from?” The meeting today had almost taken years off his life. Quinlyn pressed her lips together, unable to suppress a smile. “Did you find any leads

his tone. I thought Joseph was just being

help Quinlyn. But being tricked by an arch–enemy was another thing

team was there. Handling the constantly changing lender websites was beyond