Not A Small-Town Girl

Chapter 137-1

Chapter 137

Taylor and Emery entered the warehouse, the air thick with the metallic tang of blood. Taylor’s sharp gaze scanned the scene before issuing a firm command. "Split up and find Mr. Darling. Ensure his safety."

"Yes, sir," came the synchronized response.

Justin lay unconscious, pale from blood loss, while Elliot leaned against a crate, his face ashen but his eyes sharp. His breath came in shallow gasps, but he forced himself to stay upright.

A shadow moved. A killer, hidden in the gloom, smirked as he aimed his weapon. The 100 million dollars bounty was within his grasp. He pulled the trigger.

assassin dropped like a stone, a bullet

barrel still smoking. "Amateur," he scoffed. "Thought you could take

his gun and shot Taylor a sharp look. "Couldn’t wait, could

check on Elliot," Taylor shot

and bleeding heavily. "Mr. Darling, Danielle sent us to help. Are you alright?"

body swayed slightly, and he

shrill ring of her phone broke through Danielle’s restless sleep. She fumbled for it, groggily

twice-one near the heart. He’s unconscious. We’re

chest as she threw off the covers. "I’m on

her shoulder. The clock read 3:00 a.m. The campus gates would be locked, but she wasn’t

the grass below. Sprinting to the campus wall, she leapt and scaled it effortlessly,