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, she would never have

“Boss, Ulrich headed to South Flora Storage.

was icy and revealing a little bit of her lethal

and Westwood Mercenary Corps won’t be

Do we handle it ourselves or get in touch with the

want to wake up tomorrow to the news of the Gruber

to bankrupt the Gruber family, and with enough enemies waiting in the wings, others

dialed a

the midst of feeding a few unlucky souls to the sharks. The blood in the water had

incoming call changed his ferocious look into an obsequious

a favor. The Westwood Mercenary Corp will be done. My people can’t make it to Lockhart Prison

my dear. I’ll take care of it! Did

Noella replied coolly.

let you know how it goes!” After hanging up, Xavier gestured nonchalantly, and the remaining captives were

he said to himself. Noella, looking at the macabre image

the Gruber family to fall apart.”

“Will do!”

Polaris Star’s posh estate in Imperial City, Ivan deposited Palmer in Noella’s private lab, raised

man; your problem! We’re not sticking around for when he wakes up and goes ballistic. See ya,

Vocalist is a real clean freak. Best

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

a second glance as they left her alone with Palmer.

these cheeky brats would get too big for their

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

she peeled the shirt away, but her hand was suddenly caught in

he cracked open, “Are

your wounds,” she replied,

commanding, yet his

bankrupt the Gruber

that what you planned?”