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.

hit one man with her

on her seat, Sophie whipped around and kicked another

he had

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

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

leave after

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

her bicycle

she grabbed two knives from the

leverage, she started

realized how vicious and swift Sophie could

the leader

darted to Tristan

“You’re still alive?”

not going to

to continue their conversation, for the men began charging

them all easily. Her

to a pulp, Sophie kicked

You’re welcome.” She didn’t want to continue poking her nose

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

the spot even

at her shoulder and realized Tristan had grabbed the rear seat of

fury, for it was late

else do

“Thank you.”

said, he

f*ck?” Sophie cursed under her breath as she glared 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 doing that,

Tristan was shot, Sophie dared not bring him

was too sensitive. She was pretty satisfied with her current life and didn’t want

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

to a medical laboratory at Horington University. She

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

pulled out a surgical gown and put it

around. He had fainted, so

Sophie grabbed a pair of scissors