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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.”

as Quinn. Two years ago. when I was crossing the borderlands, she had already

“On any

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in the car was dead, she always managed survive. Now, anyone wanting to transport goods through the borderlands looks to Quinlyn

time, focused

looking into it, they only knew she grew up as a

gathering came to a close, John called out, “Quinn, why don’t you stop

stood up, burped, and asked, “What about the person

to you first thing in the morning.

just shook her head and softly said, “I just w

be

surprised at her answer, then smiled knowingly. “Makes sense. At

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around

finalized their plans,

a word during the ride and quietly dropped Quinlyn and the others off at the hotel before driving away.

monitoring, the task force and the Hill family

skin, making it difficult to wash off. She scrubbed with soap several times to get her hands clean. The sight

are dirty, too. Let me get you a new set, Larry said, heading

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

up in her big eyes. She touched Stanley gently with her clean fingertips

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

on it, Stanley replied, a hint of frustration in his tone. I thought Joseph was just being nice by letting me tag along,

more than willing to help Quinlyn. But being tricked by

constantly changing lender websites was beyond what a lone tech specialist could