“Are you okay?”

A figure walked through the dissipating remnants of gunpowder toward Sabrina’s car. He then kicked open the car door and popped his head into the vehicle to check if she was all right.

Sabrina stared at the man wordlessly.

Her mind blanked for several seconds as she took in his appearance. Finally, she nodded groggily at the bespectacled man.

It was Solomon.

As Sabrina crawled out of the car, she stammered, “I-I’m fine.” She looked disheveled, and her tone had lost its usual impudence.

Solomon merely glanced at her coldly.

The city of Clear shared the same climate as Chanaea. Though they were approaching the cold season, it was far from being the sort of weather that warranted thick winterwear.

Thus, Sabrina could not help but notice how out-of-place Sebastian seemed in his wool turtleneck and black tweed trench coat.

More perplexing was the discovery that his appearance seemed much too immaculate for a person who had purportedly gone through a gunfight.

Looking at the man standing before her with effortless elegance, Sabrina frowned in incomprehension.

“Good. Get into my car.”

unaffected

to make small talk after confirming that Sabrina was okay. Immediately after, Solomon turned and headed straight for his

at Solomon

drag a trapped Isaac

Hayes, let us deal with this. You

approached her before she could re-enter her car, volunteering their services to save Isaac on her

her heels and awkwardly

night air reeked of gunpowder and

car. She reveled in the warm temperature of the vehicle and the pleasant aroma of lemons, which did wonders in eliminating the tension in her

that this was the first time

and drove in the direction of the city while Sabrina fidgeted restlessly in

you know that I was in trouble? I

did you come here?”

answering my

me that you were here. When I came out of the airport earlier, the

Solomon scoffed and said, “Willow would never

“Why not?”

Nancy, why would she reach out to you?” He threw this last bit

Sabrina was dumbfounded.

would they purposely leak the information to me? Was this all an elaborate front to get me killed? Oh God, if Solomon didn’t get here in time, I

sobering and

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