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?!

air shooting towards her even

could feel the blade slicing a lock of her hair, even as she paled

she managed to dodge out of harm’s way by instinct, her men were not so

as her, and they were blind after the parking

“Argh!”

“Gurk—”

whipped

screams soon faded entirely, leaving

out her men’s names,

Click.

lights of the car park returned, and Frida quickly threw up her hand

stood nearby, smiling

men dead,

face work as a bodyguard,” the scrawny

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