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.

like a stone, a bullet

smoking. "Amateur," he scoffed.

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

check on Elliot," Taylor

to Elliot, who was slumped and bleeding heavily. "Mr. Darling, Danielle sent us

a response, Elliot’s body swayed slightly, and he

through Danielle’s restless sleep. She

Emery’s voice was tense. "Elliot’s been shot twice-one near the

Her heart thundered in her chest as she threw off the covers. "I’m on my

shoulder. The clock read 3:00 a.m.

onto the balcony, she descended the drainpipe with practiced ease, landing softly on the grass below. Sprinting to the campus wall, she leapt