You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Christian came close to Joyce and blew softly in her ear, gangly, which seemed like he was flirting.

"Oh, that's quite something to ask. So you want an empty check? What am I capable of doing for you? I can't do killing and setting fire jobs." Joyce snickered and dusted him off.

"Surely it won't be something difficult for you, not against the law, not against your heart, within your ability. Don't worry." Christian assured. "OK. You tell me. What information did you get?"

Joyce had a straightforward nature and there was always a price to pay for getting anything. Whatever it was that he wanted her to do, and it's not against the law, and it's not against her heart, and it's within her ability, sure, she could accept it.

"It's not convenient to talk here with people coming and going, so you come with me." Christian hooked his little finger and threw a wink at her as he straightened up and crossed his long, slender legs past Joyce. Joyce looked slightly wary, but followed him to an unoccupied place between two buildings.

It's not spacious enough for two people to pass through side by side, but it's very secluded. And there was a wall at the end, so one could only enter and exit through the entrance.

"Go ahead.” Joyce leaned her back against the old brick wall, arms around her chest, waiting for him to speak up. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of s early and in the highest quality.

very agile, very accurate with his shooting, and very good at counter-surveillance. He had been on foreign missions before. Two years ago he returned to the domestic military zone, became Charlotte's personal lieutenant, and has now

"Huh."

"What you just said, Karl has all found out. Mr.

worry, I'm not done yet. I was just briefing you on his

mysteriously

and he faked it all. His real identity abroad is

directly, they are no different from killers. However, ordinary Killers would not take special tasks. Mercenaries take all kinds of tasks, from anyone who can pay the price — assassination, or counter-terrorism. No matter who it is, as long as they pay enough, there will be people selling their lives." Christian

Ricky, who came

died in the kidnapping incident, had also been a mercenary