Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 211:

The stunning Norah astride the motorcycle was the very one the two members from the Sacredice spared no effort in ensuring her safety, determined to prevent any harm from befalling her.

“If she sustains any injuries, our mission will be compromised,” one of the members said.

In response to the concern voiced, the driver tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on the group of men ahead. “We’ll handle it with caution. Once they come to a stop, we’ll take them out swiftly.”

He had recognized them as thugs under Jack, a notorious figure in the East Zone renowned for their involvement in robbery and other criminal activities. His crew was known for their unyielding nature and formidable presence.

The motorcycle was bound for the East Zone of Lochdem.

“Understood.” The two members of the Sacredice exchanged a resolute glance, steeling themselves for the task ahead.

To reach the East Zone, they had to navigate through a desolate area, characterized by a straight, two-lane road flanked by abandoned, unfinished buildings.

As they rode, Norah couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement at their surroundings. The idea of a deserted building being an ideal location for nefarious activities crossed Norah’s mind.

She slowed down and pulled over to the side of the road.

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motorcycle, eager to know the

man’s irritation at the delay caused by Norah was

they would have been nearing the East Zone by now, but her request

to take

reflected in Norah’s eyes triggered Jack’s associates’ protective instincts, prompting them to

course, we’ll accompany

invited us to go with her. It would be impolite to

me in. I’ll

a seemingly weak woman near the abandoned building? The man appeared to have thought about this, gazing

“I’ll…”

indifferent as she coldly observed them. She vowed to have

flicker of malice crossed the man’s face

lead as they encircled her, advancing toward

up about a hundred meters from

figures inside eagerly

“This is it.”

handle three; you

bullets into the rifle resting

hand, he was the first to step off the

sun. One of the