Love on the Fast Track

Chapter 1268:

When she heard this, tears started to form in Alice’s eyes. The reinforcements she had called were her reliable comrades from the Breaker!

Norah grabbed her wrist. “Hold on, don’t lose it yet. He might just be trying to provoke you. I doubt he really had that many men to send, and your people are competent. Trust in them; they might have just run into some trouble.”

Emotions could lead to rash decisions. Norah observed the chaotic scene with a sharp gaze. “It looks like we’re on our own now.”

Alice took a deep breath to calm down. “I’m almost out of bullets. Cover me; I need to make it to the car.”noveldrama

Adair kept his eyes on them, ready to act on any sign of vulnerability.

Norah realized she was also low on bullets.

“Alright, you make a break for it first. I’ll follow you right after.” With that, she leaned out from behind the car, took aim at the nearest henchman, and shot. The man fell dead immediately. “Alice, go now!”

In the brief moment when everyone stopped, Alice moved like an agile cat, running toward the nearest car.

A bullet sliced through the air, making Alice stop abruptly. She clenched her teeth and managed to reach the car, flinging the door open and diving inside.

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Norah saw the entire sequence of Alice getting shot. Her icy stare fixed on Adair; he was the one who had fired the shot that struck Alice.

Her eyes burned with anger, and seizing a moment when she was unnoticed, she lifted her gun and targeted Adair’s head. “Go to hell,” she whispered softly, her voice carrying the chill of death.

To her frustration, Adair moved out of the way, and his gaze turned towards her. “Rose, you’re disobedient. I need to discipline you.”

Norah wasn’t intimidated by him. Fear had never been her reaction. Her main concern was that their presence might disrupt her normal life.

“Damn you,” she muttered, having narrowly missed Adair’s head.

Such a shame.

“Don’t worry. This will all be over soon,” Adair sneered. Alice, now armed with supplies from the car, threw a box of bullets at Norah. “Catch!”

Norah saw that Alice’s shirt was stained with blood on her shoulder, and her complexion was pale and weak.

The box traced an arc through the air and landed in Norah’s hand.

With a cold expression, she began to reload her gun right there in front of everyone. Without backup, they needed to end the confrontation swiftly so Alice could receive medical help. Damn it, they had repeatedly planned for a potential clash with Dark Night, yet never envisioned it would be like this.

“Alice, hang in there!”

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