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?!

a burst of air shooting towards her even as the thought crossed her mind,

lock of her hair, even as she paled in

managed to dodge out of harm’s way

were not as strong as her, and they were blind after the parking lot lights were turned off… and were massacred in no

“Argh!”

“Gurk—”

endlessly, and Frida whipped out her sword,

screams soon faded entirely, leaving the parking

Grover?!” Frida kept calling out her

Click.

Frida quickly threw up her hand as she adjusted

man stood nearby, smiling darkly as he studied

all her men

as a bodyguard,” the scrawny

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