The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 170

Beneath Lockhart Prison, a dozen of snipers took aim at the helicopter circling above!

Noella set down her binoculars and turned to Palmer, who was standing beside her.

Think we can dodge a hail of bullets if they all fire at once?”

It’s gonna be tough,”

Lockhart Prison was a fortress with checkpoints at every turn. They’d only managed to slip inside because someone up top had greased the wheels, allowing them to take a secret passage.

Noella spun around and pulled a metal case from behind her, slipping on a pair of jet–black gloves.

“I need five minutes to assemble the sniper rifle. You’re on watch until then.”

Palmer nodded, his gaze icy as he surveyed the dark expanse of the prison below.

“Five minutes is doable, but they’ve got the numbers. Dodging bullets might get a little hairy.*

Noella’s voice was cool as she responded, “I’m not looking to go toe–to–toe with them. I’ve got a different fish to fry.”

Quickly, she pieced together the sniper rifle, expertly calculating the trajectory as she aimed at a distant flickering window.

Atop the highest tower stood a dark spire, and from within, it seemed as if a pair of watching eyes lurked.

As Noella zeroed in on the window, she noticed the number of snipers targeting them from below was multiplying rapidly!

Palmer took out his phone and made a call, “Xavier, long time no see.”

The reply was a sardonic chuckle, the voice deep and raspy, as if scarred by a blade, “Your little lady’s got some nerve, aiming at me. Does she even know who I am? Marcel’s granddaughter has some guts, huh?*

Noella’s voice was indifferent, “What my granddad’s like is none of your business. If you’re brave enough for us to send you to meet your maker, then I’m afraid that precious bracelet of yours will be shattered to bits.”

She waved a hand in front of the sniper rifle, revealing a clear jade bracelet, flawless and imbued with streaks of purple amid the green – a rare gem among the common stones.

“The bracelet’s with you? How come it’s in your hands?”

scoffed, “My grandma gave to me, so nat ent, that fool, but you got the wrong person

It’s with me You

jade bracelet had vanished within Lockhart Prison, and in this hellish place, few had the privilege of internet access. The

along a video her grandmother had recorded, hinting at some

grandma? What’s her name?”

line stood

Noella released the safety on her

name, Xavier flung open the window and bellowed, “The lot of you, back off! Let them through! Anyone fires

in her voice, “Pity, I was looking forward

helicopter. A single shot from Noella, and not even walls of steel would

her hair, “It’s a damn shame I won’t get to see you take the shot. Maybe next time we can

the Obelisk Organization was renowned for the marksmanship, never missing the mark, one shot

Organization, he too was curious to see his girl at

eyebrow and

helicopter landed at the foot of the dark spire, where a couple of towering shirtless brutes with muscles like boulders and fierce, intimidating faces stood guard.

into his seventies, sat behind

his eyes were as cold and ruthless as a lone wolf

jumpsuit with stiletto boots. She met

is just childish.” Noella said coldly, “If you’re

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join

“Obelisk

Star, we saved some dimwits with fried

dared to mock

“Get out. You two, come

Xavier fixed his gaze on Noella, which was intense, almost burning with an

said your grandma’s Harriet? How is

away,

news seemed to strike Xavier with disbelief, yet he had to accept it. He sat on a throne adorned with jewels and precious stones, his

let me

grandma

every intention of keeping it! That bracelet was Harriet’s favorite possession.

I’ll release

“Dream on! This is my grandma’s legacy! Xavier, have you no shame, trying to steal from

Xavier was taken aback. He…he hadn’t thought of

aimed at his head? Which

you bring? Got any pictures of your grandma?

the screen for a while, visibly hooked, “That’s