Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 199 It Was Jarrett

Without a moment to catch his breath, Callahan hurried back with the remaining four of his comrades, hoping to find survivors among the rest.

Quickly, he let out a small sigh of relief. They were all wearing bulletproof vests, so unless they were shot in the head, their injuries were relatively minor. Indeed, he managed to find his comrades who were still alive.

Even then, out of the fourteen people under Callahan's command, only seven remained. The mortality rate of fifty percent was clear evidence of the brutality of his line of work. Having seen the hardships they had just gone through, Jarrett generously sent over their payment.

Callahan's men, supporting each other, left the area, leaving only Callahan behind. He was covered in blood, wearily looking at Jarrett and his, who were virtually unscathed.

"Even though I felt somewhat used, I still need to express my gratitude to you. Please, you must eliminate that b*stard, Sterling. He's responsible for the deaths of my seven comrades!"

With a serious expression, Jarrett assured, "Don't worry. This is the last you've seen of him."

Callahan cast a deep gaze into the depths of the cave, then asked, "Can I know what's really in there? If it's just the K virus, then Sterling's reaction doesn't make sense."

"If curiosity is what drives you, remember that it killed the cat. If you're thinking of trading this information for money, well... the outcome will only be tragic."

Calista walked out with a smile, clad in black and her hair tied in a ponytail. She appeared formidable yet fragile, her delicate features making her look like a stunning statue. Yet, her gaze was akin to that of the Grim Reaper, carrying a subtle yet undeniable hint of murderous intent.

"I understand now..." Callahan's lips had turned a bit pale as he quickly walked out. From that day forward, he would never underestimate any girl who looked frail.

Blood stains marred Calista's face, though it was unclear when they had splattered there. Against her skin, as white and smooth as snow, they made for a gruesome sight.

it off, but the aura surrounding Calista was incredibly hostile. Particularly in this dimly lit space, she resembled a glowing, bloodthirsty angel. Even

her fingers smeared the blood on her cheek, creating a startling contrast. The vivid hue of blood made her face stunningly beautiful in that moment. Jarrett found his breath growing somewhat ragged. He reached for his cigarette case, only to realize he had left it

at her hand and flashed a smile. "Oh, it seems I've gotten some blood on

teeth slowly unveiled, almost

check if Sterling is dead

retreating figure, tilting her head slightly. She didn't follow him. Instead, she sent a message to Derek: We can now gather all of the Fairchild family's forces in Corleon.

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of the Fairchild family in Corleon had to seek

the news

many people,

worry if she had

without a second thought, Kallum approved

we're heading there too. Be

nodded. "Yes, Mr.

moment, he could never have imagined that it wasn't Calista who

misstep had led to a lifetime of regret. He never anticipated that a single moment of negligence

man could finish his words, Waylon staggered a

were eerily quiet, the only sound being the fearful breaths

was blocked, and ahead lay a laboratory teeming with viruses. The first person who ventured in rushed out in less than a minute, only to start running a fever shortly after. Within minutes, they were