How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 806

Elodie kept her composure, eyes fixed on the sports car blocking the road.

By now, she was almost certain this was a deliberate interception.

"This isn't good," muttered her colleague beside her, a tall Black man who suddenly frowned. "I recognize the guy standing in front. He's a notorious boss in this area-connected to one of the Italian families."

Elodie's brow furrowed. There were more than enough men on the other side, and their exact motive was still unclear.

And someone who drove a car that expensive-were they after money?

Probably not.

"We have firearms, right?" Elodie glanced at the car doors. All locked.

She couldn't shake the feeling that these people were more dangerous than the mortars they'd escaped earlier.

"We do," her colleague replied, "but if we go toe-to-toe with them... I don't like our chances."

Elodie got the message. There was little hope of getting away clean today.

Just then, the door of the sports car opened.

A man stepped out-mid-thirties, classic European features, but striking in his

clothes set

he appeared, her colleague's eyes widened. "Is that someone from

turned to him, puzzled. "The Quinn

about

Their reach is far,

doing here...?" Sweat broke out on her colleague's

become a lot more

tightly, anxiety twisting

this dead zone and contact Jarrod, but right

said quietly. "Let me try to negotiate with

expression grave. "Be

what was being said outside. She only

Not good.

raced for a plan, but then she saw armed men

one hand out of sight, trying to get a signal on her

the white man

skin crawl His green eyes glittered as he rapped

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nerves were stretched

but these men-the danger they exuded was

She stayed put.

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