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Sylvie gritted testet refusing to slow down, but accelerated and seemed to want to die with them.

The two lack cars in front were taken aback as she charged forward unblinkingly, sending shivers down

Mup spines

de the heart stopping final two seconds before impact, both black cars synchronized, retreating half a

The petite Santana just squeezed through the gap.

Badore she could catch her breath, the two black cars were tailing her like hounds on a scent.

Sylvie wanted to get rid of them, but the acceleration of her little Santana just couldn’t shake the salgating black cars,

She but her lip, a cool resolve settling in her heart.

Via the rearview mirror, Sylvia took a quick count of the occupants of the black cars.

dududing the driver, each car carried five people.

in total, ten men, each one seeming a hulking brute.

If it came down to a war of attrition, Sylvia’d be toast, but if she could outsmart them, she might have a fighting chance of around sixty to seventy percent.

in for a penny, in for a pound, Sylvia thought. Today’s just been one of those days, might as well have a

289.

Bring it on!

Having made up her mind, Sylvia parked her car with steely resolve on the outskirts of an abandoned

building

The two black cars stopped right after, disgorging ten burly men in unison.

They held crude clubs in their hands, looking fierce.

Sylvia leaned against her car, hands in her pockets, nonchalantly taking in the scene.

When the gangsters caught sight of her sizzling figure beneath the skin–tight white dress, their eyes nearly popped out.

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Today’s job was going to be a real windfall!

lips parting

lecherous intent, retorted, “Don’t blame us, sweetheart. You’ve only got yourself

wouldn’t expose their employer’s name, Sylvia didn’t bother with

and a glint of cold determination in her eyes,

her words hung in the air, the ten gangsters raised their

Beep beep beep!

shrill car horn blared from

Hurricane suddenly spun into view,

driver had changed.

Tim benched by Edgar, his wages

stone–faced, then dismounted

6’2“, striding forward with a swagger that whipped up a gust, his aura was so potent that it seemed he had a crew of ten in his wake.

were

intent. Edgar

the rest of the gangsters hastily grabbed their clubs, entangling themselves in

Edgar.

armor, eased her high heels back on, leaning against her

was more than pleased to let someone else take the

swift. Within minutes, he had taken

echoed ominously, Edgar’s eyes seemed as deep as a

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his knees buckled, and

never bother the lady again,

stepped forward, her high heels clicking against the ground. With one hand, she yanked the head up by his collar, her gaze menacing.

comes our way, as long as the price is right.

not going to

Sylvia slapped him across the face.

was shell–shocked by Sylvia’s fierce demeanor. Noticing Edgar’s icy stare from the corner of his eye, he burst into

wah, Miss… No, no, no, Goddess! I swear I really don’t know. The guy was generous with his money, asked us to rough

sent him sprawling into

out

darkened, and she whipped around to confront

finish?”

these scums is off the charts! Were you really considering letting him off

himself. When he discovered what those people planned to do to Sylvia, his blood boiled.

his ex–wife and it wasn’t up to others

for Sylvia, who was she to question him? Didn’t

was nothing short of

knocked him out cold with one hit, the guy didn’t feel a thing. He should’ve been conscious,

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was left gobsmacked.

He had misjudged.

for naive righteousness was nothing

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