Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1522

Newtown.

Mr. Nettleton's basement.

"Boss, the trackers are on them," someone reported quietly.

Conner lounged in a single armchair, one leg tossed over the side, and announced, "Weapons ready. Let's move."

Out on the edge of town, a squad got the word from home base. They loaded their guns and charged into the abandoned lot without a second thought.

"Miles, Conner's crew just showed up with six more cars-looks like about twenty people. We've only got eighteen on our end," someone whispered. With the earlier group, Conner's numbers were over thirty now.

"Target's Maja. Fall back. Let Conner's guys have their fun inside," Miles replied coolly.

The Dark Web crew shared a glance, then all eyes landed on Maja.

Dropping their original plan, they hustled straight over to her. "We're leaving," one of them said in a low voice.

Quinn watched the change in mood. He knew there was a sniper hidden somewhere during the earlier chaos, no one had a clear shot, which was probably why the shooting hadn't started. "They're pulling out. Everyone, stay low," he murmured.

The group melted back into cover.

Hidden in the brush, the frustrated sniper, annoyed by Conner's noisy crew, muttered a curse.

temper and fired a wild burst into

just

he lined up

the sniper behind the leaves. The man dropped from his perch in

to it," Quinn said dryly from behind a

we head

them. Besides, snipers

can't just squat here forever,

whistle cut through the

into the clearing, filling the air with thick

ordered, and everyone sprang up, slipping away under

with a heavy beard watched Conner's men blindly firing into the haze, growing more frantic as

he'd hit someone; the sudden quiet caught his attention, then

voices as they

sniper in the tree felt a

the branches and dr

l.ne

through and dropped

cleared, the forest was empty, like

in the