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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Impatient, a man leaped off the motorcycle, eager to know the cause of

delay caused

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

need to take

feigned fear reflected in Norah’s eyes triggered Jack’s associates’ protective instincts, prompting them to offer their support

course, we’ll accompany

invited us to go with her. It

in.

the abandoned building? The man appeared to have thought about this, gazing at Norah’s lovely face. He reached

“I’ll…”

them. She vowed

impatience has gotten the better of you, huh? Woman.” A flicker of malice crossed the man’s face briefly. “You’ll

four men allowed Norah to take the lead

car pulled up about

eagerly readied

“This is it.”

three; you handle the

seat loaded bullets into the rifle resting on the back

in hand, he was the first

loomed ahead, its skeletal frame casting eerie shadows even in the afternoon sun. One of the crew rubbed his arms. “Why