The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 197

Grist, are we really taking him to the Polaris Star?” Phecda hesitated, knowing all too well that the place was brimming with so many of their secrets. It didn’t seem right to let Palmer in on it all

Noella surveyed the few club members before her. “You disagree?” she bit back.

Pheoda quidity raised his hand in acquiescence, “You’re the boss, and that’s your call!”

Ivan stepped forward and hoisted Palmer onto his shoulder, “Let’s hit the road then. If the boss trusts him, who are we to argue?”

As if on cue, Nolan drove up in a pickup truck, “Hop in! We’ve made too much noise here; someone’s bound to show up soon.”

The truck’s bed was spacious enough, and Noella instructed Ivan to lay Palmer down carefully, then checked his pulse herself.

Ihan frowned. “Boss, that Vocalist is real man. To think he carried you through that jump. with such heavy injuries. I was watching from across the way and thinking he was

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While aiding Noella in stemming Palmer’s bleeding, Phecda couldn’t help but complimented. “No kidding. The guy stood his ground and said some tough things so I thought he was just fine. But look at my hand–blood everywhere.”

From their vantage point in the opposite building, they had watched Palmer, so calm and collected that they assumed he was unharmed.

The rope van had thrown was snatched up by Palmer in a single grab, and with their boss in his arms, he’d leaped out with such grace and precision.

Who would have known he was injured?

“No vital hits, but he’s lost a lot of blood. These back wounds are nasty; they need. attention. We’ll take care of it back at the Polaris Star.”

Noelle breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze lingering on the unconscious Palmer.

Why hadn’t he mentioned a word about his injury?

The scent of blood was overpowering, and Palmer had masked his pain all too well in front of her. She had suspected his injuries but never imagined they were this severe.

she known about the extent of his wounds,

headed to South Flora Storage. Good thing we left when

and revealing a little bit of her

Corps won’t be out anymore. She

Gruber family? Do we handle it ourselves

to wake up tomorrow to the news

enough enemies waiting in the wings, others would take care of the aftermath once the Grubers were

phone and dialed a secure

feeding a few unlucky souls to the sharks. The blood in

look into an

Mercenary Corp will be done. My people can’t make it to

problem at all, my dear. I’ll take care of it! Did

Noella

nonchalantly, and the remaining captives were fed to the circling sharks, painting the sea red.

for Noella,” he said to himself.

Get the Gruber family to fall

“Will do!”

in Imperial City, Ivan deposited Palmer in Noella’s private lab, raised his

this is your man; your problem! We’re not sticking around for when he wakes up and goes ballistic. See ya, Boss! You’ve got

hands in mock surrender, “Yeah, we heard from the Abyssal Organization that Vocalist is a real

agreement, Nolan chimed in, “Boss can take care of his wounds by herself. We’ve got the

they left

would get too big for their

began to unbutton Palmer’s shirt, revealing his well–toned torso beneath. His body bore so many scars, old and new–maybe

her hand was suddenly caught in Palmer’s firm grip.

to engulf her as he cracked open,

she replied, “you’re hurt.”

wrist was commanding, yet his eyes were dripping his predatory

bankrupt the Gruber family?” he asked.

what