The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Patrick was floored by the girl before him, his words catching in his throat as he fell silent.

Quincy did not bother with further conversation. Grabbing her press pass from the table, she stood up and left.

Patrick tugged at his tie, exhaling a long breath of relief.

Dealing with the devil always comes at a price, he mused.

After leaving Patrick’s press conference, Quincy took a shortcut and emerged transformed, her professional aura all but gone.

Dressed in a tank top with overalls and sporting a baseball cap, she slung a canvas bag over her shoulder, the picture of a college student.

She waited at the crossroads until a nondescript black Volkswagen pulled up.

“Are you my Uber?” Quincy asked.

The driver poked his head out, sunglasses masking his eyes. “Yeah, hop in, sweetheart.”

Quincy smiled and opened the door. Soon, the Volkswagen blended into the stream of city traffic.

“Captain Wolf, can’t you guys get me a better ride next time? This one just doesn’t suit my style,” Leopold grumbled from the driver’s seat, resting one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the door.

Percival, seated in the passenger seat, turned his head slightly, disregarding Husky’s complaints.

In the backseat, Quincy tipped her cap to greet Vivienne. “Long time no see.”

“You’ve gotten taller.” Vivienne smiled back.

They skipped the small talk, diving straight into the heart of the matter.

“Ever since the operation to take down Mark ended, I’ve been out of the loop, just lying low in Rivenwood. After the lab was blown up by someone named Willa, I got zero instructions. It was not until yesterday that I was suddenly told to come to Sea City and give Patrick his next assignment.”

“Have you

know is that the boss goes by F-Poison. The orders come through online messages. I’ve tried tracking him,

to trace the source on her laptop

up since our mentor’s days. We can’t track it with what we’ve

their game. Plus, the original

network

the thought of having such

on the ship, I

“Another team?”

was captured, I thought F-Poison would activate us, the underlings, but it never happened, and the operations kept running smoothly. This leads me to believe Mr. B was not the

has more than one so-called second-in-command like Belle?”

Like the bomb incident—handled by her deputy in Sea City. I’ve yet to figure out who that is,”

If it had not been for this trip to Sea City and the discovery of the

not GTO’s second-in-command after all; she was just the

in

F-Poison even

now. I’ll let you know if anything else comes up,” Quincy said, donning her

parked the car,

to the back seat. “What’s the

lab is right under the Ashford family’s

Once a person gets too big for their britches,

smiles, anticipating the final

family, something that had never happened in decades was happening – the first and the second

contract with the Ashford family? Speak up, you decrepit old fool!” Teresa

beating,

“Ah, ah, ah…”

kicked Wendy’s wheelchair aside and grabbed Eliza by the hair. “Spit it out, you little

bore the pain and

families have to split the assets, you have no part in it. Hand over the

oblivious, allowing their wives to wrestle control of the Boyd family.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated