Chapter 77

Late at night.

Sitting comfortably in first class, Sylvia, as bright as a button despite the hour, savored her coffee.

She peered out the window, but the ink–dipped darkness of the night made it impossible to discern even

the contours of the clouds.

With a waning interest, Sylvia was about to withdraw her gaze when a familiar silhouette caught her eye

in the window’s reflection.

The figure wore sunglasses, briefly making eye contact before dodging her gaze.

Her defenses rose as she took a covert sweep of her surroundings, only to find that her bodyguards had, at some point, slipped into slumber, as had the rest of the passengers.

A whiff of danger tingled her senses.

Rising to investigate the other cabins, she found herself facing a well–suited man and his entourage, all

well–built and closing in on her.

The man in question was none other than Mr. Sunglasses himself.

It seemed that their intentions were very clear. It was obvious that they were targeting her.

Sylvia simply stood still.

If evasion was out of the question, it was better to fight head–on.

“Miss Lancelot, long time no see,” the man removed his sunglasses, flashing a grin. “You probably didn’t expect us to meet again so soon.”

“It’s you?”

Sylvia’s brow furrowed.

The man, Tim, motioned to his followers who quickly swarmed Sylvia.

“Rumor has it Miss Lancelot is quite the hand at ju–jitsu, but I advise you to behave yourself. This plane’s under my thumb, and if you so much as twitch, I won’t think twice about going down in flames, causing an air disaster. I’m sure you don’t want these passengers to bite the dust because of you.”

His grin wiped off, he settled in his seat, casting an indifferent gaze upon her.

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a command from Mr.

actually send you to do such

before,” Tim continued, “The vile deeds you committed against Miss Mellis, Mr.

are now in my palm, unless you truly wish to lead this band of innocents into the

to

Clearly, Nancy is his apple of the eye.

she spoke, she stealthily stretched out her foot, fishing out a parachute bag

her seat.

brow furrowed, and he barked, “Don’t try to pull a

him quickly took the other

warning.

lips, grabbed the scalding hot cup of coffee from her seat and lobbed

Tím.

how I

bag onto her back

the pitch–black night.

Stop her! Don’t let her

too late by the time

the cabin door, peering out

of twinkling stars, no sign of Sylvia

inky abyss, the howling wind

breath, she popped open the parachute purely

door, staring into the darkness. The night was so dark, he couldn’t make heads

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more than a smear on the

way or another, he had completed the task Nancy had entrusted

you asleep?” he

lifted the phone

the task I gave you coming along?” Nancy, from

assured, it’s done,” Tim

mean ‘it’s

rose an octave, “Did you mess up? Is she not

measures. From this height, she’s as good as

over Nancy. “Well done, Tim. I really owe you

hanging up, she let out a

was, she still lost to her in the end! She was the last

even though knocking off Sylvia was a shot in the arm,

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