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.

wounds, she would never have let

to South Flora Storage.

was icy and revealing a

and Westwood Mercenary Corps

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

tomorrow

with enough enemies waiting in the wings, others would take care

a secure number from across the

base of the black tower, Xavier was in the midst of feeding a few unlucky souls to the sharks. The blood in the water had the predators circling, their scent thick

call changed his ferocious look

can’t make it to Lockhart Prison right now. Can you handle

problem at all, my dear. I’ll take care of it! Did they cross a line with

they did,” Noella replied coolly.

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

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

taken care of. Get the Gruber

“Will do!”

in Imperial City, Ivan deposited Palmer in Noella’s private lab, raised his hands in surrender, and quickly excused himself.

not sticking around for when he wakes up and goes ballistic. See

Abyssal Organization that Vocalist is a real clean freak. Best you handle this, Boss. After all, we’re not the ones

his wounds by herself. We’ve got the Gruber

subordinates scatter without giving her a second glance as they left her alone with

would get too big for

revealing his well–toned torso beneath. His body

the shirt away, but her hand was

eyes were almost threatening to engulf her as he cracked open, “Are you taking advantage of me while I’m

wounds,” she replied, “you’re hurt.”

on her slender wrist was commanding, yet his eyes

to bankrupt the Gruber

what you planned?”