Chapter 1121:

Their idle banter never so much as grazed Freya’s composure.

The bearded man found himself respecting her steely resolve.

But now that her identity was out—now that she’d blindsided him—he realized he had no business provoking her further. After all, this wasn’t a battle anymore, and the last thing he wanted was to push his luck with Freya.

“K, lower the gun—let’s move this conversation somewhere private.” The bearded man tossed aside the poker card, forcing a crooked smile. “This whole kidnapping was a joke, alright? We just wanted to watch Ellis lose his mind, that’s it.”

Freya stood stone-still, the guns unwavering in her grip. She had no way of knowing if he was bluffing, or what kind of chaos might be unfolding outside. Dropping her guard now would be suicide.

The bearded man’s shoulders sagged with an exasperated sigh. “If you think I’m lying, I’ll call Ellis myself.”

“By all means.” Her voice cut through the tension, cool and unbothered. A moment’s hesitation lingered before him. His finger hovered over the phone for a moment before he finally dialed. Silence stretched. The call went unanswered.

“Something’s wrong!”

the base—we’re wiped

“Guys!”

voice shouted as the

man stiffened in disbelief. The

Freya blinked

spread across

joke about something like this, the bearded man quit playing games with Freya and spun toward the

a pinpoint red dot burned between his

of them choked out, “This isn’t funny anymore. There’s a

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bearded man didn’t flinch or breathe a word. He could feel the crosshairs already stitched into his skin. No question who held the rifle—he’d recognize that threat

ground together. “Ellis! Show your fucking self!” he bellowed, voice echoing with raw

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