“Just a minor injury. It’s nothing, really, Bruce said, his voice laid-back.

Mavis shot back without hesitation, “That’s a lie! You said just a minute ago that it was painful.”

Bruce’s eyes narrowed, turning into sharp slits as he looked at Mavis.

“Men are talking. Women should remain quiet.”

Mavis’s cheeks flushed with indignation.

Harlan picked up a length of rope and aimed an icy stare at Bruce.

“Untie her,” he commanded.

nonchalantly shrugged his

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have no plans to

a feared assassin, but Bruce

Harlan fished a lighter out of his chest pocket, ignited a blue flame, and applied it to the rope. It

he said, “See? Now

remains of the

dim lighting and Mavis’s hasty withdrawal, Harlan failed to notice the

his head to

she really escape this time? Free herself

a force to be reckoned with, and Bruce wasn’t

a smile lighting up her

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