Chapter 16

An abandoned factory sat in the suburbs outside of Channing.

Several fierce-looking men lounged inside with beer and snacks.

They all surrounded a girl who was tied to a chair. Her tear-streaked face came to view - it was Queenie.

Those men belonged to a gang of outlaws.

The leader was Cobra, who was also the caller from earlier.

Another man with a pockmarked face approached Cobra, “Boss. Will Penny Smith really give us the money?”

Cobra narrowed his beady eyes and chuckled, “Who cares? With those murders in Channing, we have to be on the road anyway. We’ll take her daughter with us if she fails to pay. We can easily get a million or two, selling that pretty girl to some elite brothel.”

A few men sniggered wickedly, “Smart! I heard that many wealthy men have a fetish for virgins. I’m sure she’ll make us rich.”

Cobra kept an impassive smirk on his face as he glanced at Queenie.

After intense crying and struggling, Queenie’s face was messy. Yet, there was still a hopeful look on her face. She warned, “My dad is very powerful. He won’t let you get away with this!”

Cobra snorted, “Oh, yeah? If he’s that great, how come he’s not here saving you?”

The moment Cobra finished his mocking, he heard a voice, “I’m right here!”

Cobra and his gang shot up nervously to look at the door.

They saw two figures walking towards them.

One was Nathan and the other was Penny.

Colin had ordered his teams locate Queenie immediately after receiving Nathan’s call.

of a few thousand

before sending over the gang’s information and location to Nathan in less

not expect to be

lit

saw her daughter in such

could dash towards Queenie, the pockmark-faced man dragged Queenie to him and laid a dagger on

implored in a shaky voice, “Okay. Whatever you say.

flustered, Cobra squinted his eyes, “Well, well. Look at you. I wasn’t expecting any guests. What did you do to

look at the pockmarked-face man, “Release her if you want to live.

cracked up as if they had just heard a ridiculous

around to stare at Nathan, “Sure. We can let her go. What about the

with me. I hope that you

have

game. We’re already on the run anyways. We might as well kill the

“Damn. Look at her pretty face and killer bod.

agreed with the same filthy

that? Show

killer vibe as the

asked,

answered directly,

to close their eyes. Then, he raised

when Cobra understood the danger

cut him off. A huge bullet penetrated through a window

“Ah!”

off his body, and the

men, Cobra struggled to react to this unexpected twist. A few

thugs looked up

walls from outside. After they made themselves the entrances, they

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