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

set

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

to him, puzzled. "The

nothing about the

old Italian families. Their reach is far, and they're known

are they doing here...?" Sweat

just become a lot more

her phone tightly, anxiety twisting

this dead zone

wait," her colleague said quietly. "Let me try to negotiate

expression grave.

She only saw the so-called Quinn family man,

Not good.

but then

Elodie kept one hand out of sight, trying to

white

her window, grinning in a way that made her skin crawl His green eyes glittered as

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nerves were stretched

already veered off script, but these

She stayed put.

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