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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.”

added with a mocking laugh, “Look at how pale you guys are. You’re nowhere near as capable as Quinn. Two years ago. when I was crossing the borderlands, she had already made a name for

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could catch her. Even when everyone else in the car was dead, she always managed survive.

focused on her food without

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

John called out, “Quinn, why don’t you stop by my office tomorrow? Let’s figure out

up, burped, and asked, “What

have her sent to you first thing in the morning.

shook her head and softly said,

mom to be there

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

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around

finalized their plans, they left

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

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

and Larry quickly pushed the door open to find Quinlyn washing her hands at the sink. Dried blood clung stubbornly to her skin, making it difficult to wash off. She scrubbed with soap several times to get

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

sofa. With a concerned expression, he half–kneeled in

lit up in her big eyes. She touched Stanley gently with

vent his frustration. “You little thing, where do you get such

in his tone. I thought Joseph was just being nice

Quinlyn. But being tricked by an arch–enemy was

the constantly changing lender websites was