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

lowered his gun, the barrel still smoking. "Amateur," he scoffed. "Thought

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

and check on Elliot," Taylor shot back, urgency

slumped and bleeding heavily. "Mr. Darling, Danielle sent

could get a response, Elliot’s body swayed slightly,

Danielle’s restless sleep. She fumbled for

the heart. He’s unconscious. We’re heading to

in her chest as she threw off

time, slinging a small bag over her shoulder. The clock read 3:00 a.m. The campus gates would be locked, but she wasn’t about to let

ease, landing softly on the grass below. Sprinting to the campus wall, she leapt and scaled it effortlessly, vaulting