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 let

glanced at the laptop, “Boss, Ulrich headed to South Flora Storage. Good thing we left when

and revealing a little bit of

Mercenary Corps

“Are we moving against the Gruber family? Do we handle it ourselves or get in

it. I want to wake up tomorrow to

corporate firepower to bankrupt the Gruber family, and with enough enemies waiting in the wings, others would take care of the aftermath once the Grubers

and dialed a secure number from across

unlucky souls to the sharks.

look into an obsequious one,

Westwood Mercenary Corp will be done. My people can’t

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

Noella replied

Xavier gestured nonchalantly, and the remaining captives were fed to the circling sharks,

a photo for Noella,” he said to himself. Noella, looking at the macabre

taken care of. Get the Gruber family to fall apart.”

“Will do!”

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

for when he wakes up and goes ballistic. See ya, Boss! You’ve got

heard from the Abyssal Organization that Vocalist is a real clean freak.

can take care of his wounds by herself. We’ve got the Gruber family to deal with. Hurry up, Boss, his injuries can’t wait.”

scatter without giving her a second glance as they left her alone with Palmer. She sighed, contemplating the need to tighten Internal

brats would get too big

well–toned torso beneath. His

but her hand was

oceanic eyes were almost threatening to engulf her as he cracked open, “Are you taking advantage of me

she replied, “you’re hurt.”

hold on her slender wrist was commanding, yet his eyes were dripping his

planning to bankrupt the Gruber family?” he

that what