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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.”

how pale you guys are. You’re nowhere near as capable as

“On any

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else in the car was dead, she always managed survive. Now,

the whole time, focused on her

and the others outside were completely stunned. Nobody really knew Quinlyn’s past. Even after looking into it, they only knew she grew up as a lookout in the borderlands, with a knack for survival. But now, they were beginning to grasp her

you stop by my office tomorrow? Let’s figure

asked, “What about the person

you first thing in the

and softly said, “I just

mom to be there

answer, then smiled knowingly. “Makes sense. At ten, that’s about the age

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around

their plans, they left

a new driver was behind the wheel. He hardly said a word during the ride and quietly dropped Quinlyn

monitoring, the task force and the Hill family started to

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

Let me get you a new set,

Quinlyn emerged before guiding her to sit on the sofa. With a

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

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

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

was more than willing to help Quinlyn. But being tricked by an arch–enemy was another thing

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