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.

one man with her bicycle, who stumbled to

seat, Sophie whipped

realized he had overestimated Sophie’s

once, he ordered, “Kill them both.” They didn’t have much time left. If Tristan’s men arrived,

alive when he heard the leader’s order. He immediately pulled himself together. I can’t

after teaching

happened to walk past Tristan and caught a glimpse of him. Suddenly, her bicycle

I’m going to do a kind act today. Just

next moment, she turned her bicycle

Sophie didn’t have any weapons, she grabbed two knives from

bicycle as leverage, she started attacking

men’s expressions grew grim when they realized how vicious and swift Sophie could

them!” the leader

darted to Tristan

“You’re still alive?”

going

continue their conversation,

all easily. Her actions were

pulp, Sophie kicked the person who was blocking

She didn’t want to continue poking her nose

her bicycle nimbly. It was almost eleven, so she needed to get home as

to the spot even after she started

shoulder and realized Tristan had

with fury, for it was late

else do

“Thank you.”

he fainted and

at the man on the ground. Despite losing consciousness, he still looked as dignified as ever. In the end, she helped him up and used up all her might to place him on the rear seat of her bicycle. After

dared

with her

wound wasn’t dealt with, he would meet his doom before the sun

a medical laboratory at Horington University. She walked in freely

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

cabinets, she pulled out a surgical

had fainted, so she assumed he could bear the

surgical gloves, Sophie grabbed a pair of scissors and