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

His expensive clothes set him apart from

eyes widened. "Is that someone

turned to him, puzzled.

knew nothing about the

of those old Italian families. Their reach is far, and they're known for being

are they doing here...?" Sweat broke out

become a lot

phone tightly, anxiety twisting in

desperately needed to get out of this dead zone

her colleague said quietly. "Let me

her expression grave. "Be

couldn't make out what was being said outside. She only saw the so-called Quinn family man, his expression

Not good.

for a plan, but then she

of sight, trying to get a

white man

crawl His green eyes glittered as he rapped on the glass, gesturing

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nerves were

these men-the danger they exuded was something else

She stayed put.

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