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 having

the barrel still smoking. "Amateur," he scoffed. "Thought

and shot Taylor

check on Elliot," Taylor shot back, urgency lacing his

two hurried over to Elliot, who was slumped and bleeding heavily. "Mr. Darling,

could get a response, Elliot’s body swayed slightly, and he collapsed into

through Danielle’s restless sleep.

"Elliot’s been shot twice-one near the heart. He’s unconscious. We’re heading to St.

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

slinging a small bag over her shoulder. The clock read 3:00 a.m.

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