Frida froze.

She was already moving as quietly as possible, but they noticed anyway?!

Still, she simply gave up on stealth as she shouted back, “You’re the ones who kidnapped Ms. Turnbull first. Let her go, and we might let you leave.”

Her response only prompted a mocking laughter. “Oh, what do we have here?

An actual woman?! So Frank Lawrence couldn’t make it?”

“Why bother bringing him? I’m plenty enough for the likes of you.” Frida snorted in disdain.

“Haha! I guess Mr. Salazar’s words fell on deaf ears… Now, die.”

Frida frowned—it was not Drakon Salazar?!

she felt a burst of air shooting towards her even

blade slicing a lock of her hair,

managed to dodge out of harm’s way

parking lot lights were turned off… and were massacred in

“Argh!”

“Gurk—”

whipped out her

the screams soon faded entirely, leaving

out her men’s names,

Click.

Frida quickly threw up

smiling

down to find all her men dead, lying in pools of their

as a bodyguard,” the scrawny man chuckled

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