Leonard flinched instinctively, and the blade sliced past his face by a hair's breadth.

A sudden chill grazed his cheek, followed quickly by a searing pain.

Before he could even react, the knife flashed again.

This time, Leonard was ready-he barely dodged aside.

But the cramped car offered little room to maneuver. No matter how quick he was, there was only so much he could do in such tight quarters.

And the woman in front of him-she looked like she was ready to fight to the death.

Stella's attacks were wild, but every strike had the intent to kill, aimed straight for vital points.

All Leonard could do was dodge as best he could, scrambling for safety.

He suddenly noticed that Stella gripped the knife with the very hand she'd smashed herself.

In that instant, realization dawned, and rage flared in his voice. "You cunning witch!"

Stella's lips curled into a cold smile. "If anything, I should thank Mr. Lerman for handing me this chance himself."

She'd spent years at Mr. Burton's side. She hadn't just picked up a few cooking tricks.

two

up, it was usually Stella who gave him a

to smash her own fingers.

own hand with a

at least she'd left herself a

ran into that checkpoint, she hadn't cried out for help. She figured even if she screamed, the driver could just hit the gas

she wanted to survive, she'd have to rely

let his guard down. The moment he did, she quietly

she was injured, bleeding too much, and

should have slashed his throat missed

in Stella's

over his body,

hadn't been

Kor-sharp instincts, that knife

just

have opened his

sight of the chaos in the backseat, instinctively slammed on

jerked forward, inertia throwing both Leonard and Stella toward

that moment, the balance

go

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