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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!

her red lips parting to ask, “So, who

retorted, “Don’t blame us, sweetheart. You’ve only got yourself to blame for

name, Sylvia didn’t bother with further inquiry.

lips and a glint of cold determination in her eyes, Sylvia beckoned, “Well then, bring it on!”

the air, the ten gangsters raised their clubs

Beep beep beep!

car horn blared

sleek silver–grey Lamborghini Hurricane suddenly spun into view, executing

driver had changed.

by Edgar, his wages docked for a

dismounted from

swagger that whipped up a gust, his aura was

were all

brimmed with deadly intent. Edgar ignored Sylvia, booting a gangster aside.

gangsters hastily grabbed their

Edgar.

armor, eased her

more than pleased to let

and swift. Within minutes, he had

Edgar’s eyes seemed as deep as a bottomless

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stare that his knees buckled, and he fell to the ground in a crumpled

I’ll scram immediately, and I’ll never bother the lady again, I beg you, let

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

know. We’re just hired gangsters, taking whatever work comes our way, as long as the price is

going to

free hand, Sylvia slapped him across the face.

demeanor. Noticing Edgar’s icy stare from the

generous with his money, asked us to rough you up, then

sent him sprawling into a

spat out a

to confront Edgar, “Why didn’t you let him

finish?”

hearing more? The depravity of these scums is off the charts! Were you really considering letting him off the hook?”

didn’t know what was going on with himself. When he discovered what those

once his ex–wife and it wasn’t up

was she to question him? Didn’t that person deserve to die?

naive righteousness was nothing

cold with one hit, the guy didn’t feel a thing. He should’ve been conscious, squirming in pain. Living

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was left

He had misjudged.

took for naive righteousness was nothing but her holding a grudge.

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