Chapter 870:
Just then, Tonya appeared lazily at the front, waving her hand as though she were unaffected by the chaos around her.
Harlee approached, and Tonya quickly sprinted to meet her.
âHarlee, I followed your instructions. I used tranquilizer darts on these people and didnât take down a single one of your targets.â
Harlee nodded.
âGood. Where are Jose and Belinda?â
Tonya pointed outside.
âRitchie is with them.
Donât worry. We kept them calm throughout, so they didnât panic.â
Ritchie, eager to see Harleeâs methods in action, had little resistance when it came to Tonyaâs persuasion.
He simply agreed with whatever Tonya said.
Harlee nodded again.
Tonya, now a bit eager, grasped Harleeâs hand and asked, âHarlee, whatâs the plan for the remaining kidnappers? I saw one still hanging around outside.â
At the mention of a lone survivor, the man in blackâs eyes snapped open.
Could she be talking about Kiaan? A surge of fury filled his gaze. If not for Kiaanâs proposal, they might have completed Haleâs mission. It was all Kiaanâs fault, all of itâ¦
The man in blackâs eyes began to redden, his anger transforming his expression into something horrifying.
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Harlee smiled coldly.
âLetâs not rush and watch the drama unfold first.â
Harlee turned her attention to the man in black, who stood motionless, and said icily, âIâll offer you a chance for revenge.
Face off against the one outside.â
Then, Harlee raised her voice as she approached the door.
âCome out. This is your last chance to survive.â
Kiaan froze, drenched in cold sweat.
Earlier, when Harlee had passed him, he had hesitated to pull the trigger.
He had wavered for a moment and ultimately didnât fire, unaware that she had already noticed him.
By not shooting, he had unknowingly spared his life.
Kiaan quickly crawled out of the bushes and knelt before Harlee, groveling.
âMiss Sanderson, I was the one who contacted you earlier. Please, believe me, I never meant to harm Jose or Belinda. It was my idea to capture them alive. I only wanted to protect them. Please understand, if it werenât for me, these people would have killed Jose or Belinda at the hospital.â
Harleeâs brow furrowed slightly. Kiaan wasnât lying. Without him, she might not have been able to save Jose and Belinda.
âAlright, I wonât kill you, but this challenge still stands.
Donât worry. When youâre near death, Iâll let you live.â
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