The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 398

After getting Anna settled, Vivienne received another message from Matthew.

[Vivienne, Scott’s found Rowan and Ismene!]

A sly smile curled Vivienne’s ruby lips.

That Scott never did sit still. Fresh from nabbing the potion, now he was off cleaning house.

Truly a loyal hound for GTO.

Vivienne glanced up, her gaze laced with intrigue as she eyed Percival, her voice dripping with seduction, “Mr. Wolf, there’s a show worth catching. Care to join?”

Percival’s lips curved subtly as he said, “Sounds good.”

…

In a quaint village in the suburbs of Rivenwood.

Rowan and Ismene had been masquerading as locals, too scared to show their faces.

They feared not only Vivienne and Percival.

Just the name Mr. B was enough to send shivers down their spines.

Their betrayal of the organization was no secret now. If found, they were as good as dead.

They managed a farmhouse turned bed-and-breakfast, frequented by those seeking the rustic charm of country living, basically hiding in plain sight. Who would suspect that these simple farmers were assassins trained by GTO?

A sleek black SUV pulled up to the farmhouse, a reservation made days in advance.

Donning simple clothes and a straw hat, Rowan approached with a basket of apples.

“Mr. Brooks, I presume,” Rowan said, sizing up the man before him.

Indeed, it was the missing patriarch of the Brooks family, Scott.

Although in hiding, Rowan and Ismene kept abreast of city affairs – one must always be ready to flee at a moment’s notice.

surprise, the recent

epitome of elegance in his black trench coat and finely tailored suit,

I called a few days ago,” Scott said, his voice as soothing as a spring

some digging, Rowan knew the Brooks family did not possess the potion. Even if they did, they were enemies of

blouse typical of the village women, fan in hand, and offered a naive smile,

and

he reached the doorstep, his stride halted

is

for the village,” Rowan replied with

said, “I wonder how easy it is to die

into the basket, but before he could draw his weapon, Scott had pulled

shoulder bled profusely, though he managed to

the situation, Ismene flicked her fan, revealing a sharp dagger at its edge, and

kicked

fell, legs flailing, unable

in the

you could ambush me? Forgotten

had to be skilled not just in ability but also in the

at Scott,

his gun squarely at Rowan’s forehead, saying, “There’s no need to dirty Mr. B’s

shocked, then realized they had been duped; they had not met

Scott’s gaze turned fierce, “There’s

Bang!

the end; Ismene

surprise, it was

and a mocking smile. “Mr. Brooks, long

hand where the bullet had passed through, was now

did you find me?” He

the gun in her hand, then stashed it in Percival’s pocket. She preferred her needles; guns

him with disdain. “Who do you think tipped you off

Scott was taken aback.

fishing, and he was

and Ismene

issues between father and daughter, we’ll settle

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