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Clearly, Nathael didn’t find this surprising.

Unfazed, he barely gave a glance before he issued a cool command, “Get the Winstons on the line for backup.

“Understood,” came the reply.

Alex pushed the accelerator hard, attempting to lose the persistent tall while simultaneously reaching out to the Winstons‘ point person.

Not long after, with a swift twist of the wheel, he veered onto another highway.

Their pursuer was caught off guard by the sudden maneuver at such breakneck speeds, couldn’t adjust in time, and continued straight ahead, missing the turn.

“Damn it!” The driver was a foreigner. He pounded the steering wheel in frustration before swiftly changing course to attempt another blockade.

The earpiece buzzed with other people’s voices, indicating that someone was in charge behind the scenes.

Once Alex shook off their tail, it wasn’t long before two grey sedans shot out on either side of a crossroads, boxing him in with precision.

Metal scraping echoed as sparks flew from the collision.

Alex shifted into reverse gear, attempting to retreat and break free from the encirclement of cars on both sides. However, unfortunately, there were several vehicles behind him that drove normally, leaving him with nowhere to reverse.

Luckily, Nathael’s backup arrived just in time. Two black sedans burst from the side streets, slamming directly into the grey cars.

The force of the impact made the vehicles shake and jolt violently, giving them no chance to recover.

With Nolan’s men now on the scene, Alex coordinated with the ally behind him to comer one of the

grey cars against a wall.

The brutal collision sent the grey car crash into a signpost and flip over with a thunderous bang.

Taking one car out of the equation made handling the second one easier.

Alex didn’t stay to fight. He took a sharp turn into a side street, leaving the pursuit in the capable hands of his allies.

“The Winstons will be here in five minutes, Alex stated, his voice deep, though they had barely cleared the alley when they encountered a group of helmeted mercenaries on motorcycles.

Their towering figures loomed, and the roar of their modified engines grated harshly, even from a distance.

“Bang!”

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Alex reacted instantly. He swerved the wheel, but a bullet still managed to plerce the windshield, leaving a web of cracks around a small hole.

modifications held, ininimising

car wouldn’t withstand a sustained attack.

we’ll handle this outside the Holy Cathedral, Nathael commanded, his tone

“Yes.”

aid. They contained the situation long enough for Alex to catch his breath. Still, he knew this was far

hit Willow Avenue, the

more pursuers from their rival joined in, intensifying the struggle between the two groups. Along the way, people frequently fell off the vehicles, or the vehicles overturned, falling off

gaze. He was relieved

Winstons arrived at the Holy Cathedral, bringing with them the local forces. The mercenaries realised they had lost their window of opportunity and struggled briefly before

gunfire, the area was wrecked and

and said, “Mr. Harris, we’re deeply

his bloodied fingers, saying, “It’s not your fault. If it weren’t for your timely

always stand as your most devoted allies. I’ll thoroughly investigate this matter and provide a full report,” Jem declared,

that their most distinguished guest had come under attack. These people had such

the middle of

close quarters of the space

rapidly at the approaching vehicle, riddling the incoming vehicle with countless bullet holes. However, the vehicle was too close, leaving them with minimal

distance and abruptness

attack.

the crowd. Someone tried to

to make any difference.

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furrowed in determination as he surged

and defied his good intentions. On the contrary, he tossed

charged towards him

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angel statue, accompanied by a gush of water, was toppled

down a traitor from the Winstons. Then he dashed towards Nathael.

shouted, “Mr. Harris!”

was thick with smoke, and rubble lay everywhere. A shard from the statue sliced across Nathael’s forehead, and a trace of

heavy debris pinned half of his body in place. His eyes were drooping, and

his men for help. He shouted, “Quick! Get the

Alex, pale–faced, was knelt quickly by Nathael, tearing his garment to apply

was ashen. His right arm was nearly drenched in blood; the metallic scent of blood was heavy in the

Harris!” Alex’s complexion turned even grimmer, and his eyes reddened–knowing that if it weren’t for the

merely risking their lives for their boss for the sake of money, but

not mere hired hands; they willingly

sun set, a

casting a sacred glow

his arm bearing a shocking, languid beauty

quivered as he slowly opened

light blurred, the dizziness waned, and his

first thought was that Maggie would receive her love