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.

of an eye, she managed to hit one man with her bicycle, who stumbled to the ground in a miserable

Sophie whipped around and kicked another

he had overestimated Sophie’s

much time left. If Tristan’s men

leader’s order. He immediately pulled himself together. I can’t

to leave after teaching the

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

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

moment, she turned her bicycle around and pedaled toward

she

her bicycle as leverage, she started attacking the

expressions grew grim when they realized how vicious and swift

the leader

to Tristan

“You’re still alive?”

not going

to continue their conversation, for the men

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

the men had been beaten to a pulp,

want to continue poking her

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

her bicycle remained rooted to the spot even

at her shoulder and realized Tristan had grabbed the

with fury, for it was late at

else do

“Thank you.”

he fainted and lost

on the ground. Despite losing consciousness, he still looked as dignified as ever. In the end, she helped him up and

Sophie dared

gunshot wound was too sensitive. She was pretty satisfied with her current

would meet his doom before the sun rose

Horington University. She walked in freely as though she owned

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

she pulled out a surgical gown and put

anesthetics around. He had fainted, so she assumed he could bear

pair of scissors and cut Tristan’s