Pursuing Her

Chapter 1 Do Not Move

It was annoyingly hot in Horington by the time June arrived.

After the self-study session ended at night, Sophie Tanner waited till the other students filed out before she got on her bicycle. She took the road to a quiet alley to head home. It might be deserted, but she could shorten her journey by over ten minutes.

Before she could cycle out of the alley, she caught a whiff of blood with her keen nose.

Sophie was pretty familiar with the scent of blood. Other girls would’ve fled the scene if they were in her shoes.

However, Sophie was no ordinary young woman. She continued riding on her bicycle as though nothing had happened.

Indeed, five minutes later, she saw a fight happening in this desolate alley.

One of Sophie’s feet was on the ground, and the other was on the pedal. She stuck one hand into her pocket and held her bicycle with the other as she whistled loudly to catch the others’ attention.

There were over a dozen tall men beating a man up. As there were no lights in the alley, she peered at the man who was surrounded by the rest under the moonlight.

Looks like he’s the one who got hurt.

Hearing Sophie’s whistle, everyone present turned to look at her.

“Scram!”

As she was tall, skinny, and clad in her school uniform, the leader of the attackers barked at her furiously.

Sophie’s brow knitted together impatiently.

“You’re blocking my way.”

“You have a death wish!” the leader snarled testily. They had gone to great lengths before getting the opportunity to take action against Tristan Lombard.

Anyone who stopped them from doing that would have to die.

It only took one look from him to get two men to march toward Sophie.

Glancing at her watch, Sophie realized it was already half past ten at night.

Before they could lay a hand on her, Sophie placed her other foot on the pedal and cycled toward the men in black swiftly.

managed to hit one man with her bicycle, who stumbled to the

on her seat, Sophie whipped around and kicked another man

he

“Kill them both.” They didn’t have much time left. If Tristan’s men arrived, they wouldn’t be able to take him

was barely alive when he heard the leader’s order. He immediately pulled

to leave after

him. Suddenly, her bicycle halted

going to do

bicycle

any weapons, she grabbed two

her bicycle as leverage,

when they realized how vicious

them!” the leader

darted to

“You’re still alive?”

going to

didn’t have a chance to continue their conversation, for the men began charging

was capable enough to defeat them all easily. Her actions were

been beaten to a pulp,

want to continue poking

got onto her bicycle nimbly. It was almost eleven, so she needed to get

her bicycle remained rooted to the

Tristan had grabbed the rear

with fury, for

else do you

“Thank you.”

that said, he fainted and

as dignified as ever. In the end, she helped him up and used up all her might

Tristan was shot, Sophie dared

with her current life and didn’t

gunshot wound wasn’t dealt with, he would meet his doom

a medical laboratory at Horington University. She walked in freely as though she

on the lights, she placed Tristan on the dissection table that the medical students used for their

out a surgical gown and put it

no anesthetics around. He had fainted, so she assumed

grabbed a pair of scissors and cut