If Be had reacted a secondter, she would have been a sitting duck.


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    “Heh.”


    A sinister snicker echoed through the darkness.


    “Show your face, Winston!”


    Having trained with Asher and Drew, Be was great at picking up sounds.


    She determined the direction of the noise. Clutching her gun, she pulled the trigger at the lurking


    shadow.


    Holy cow.


    Drenched in sweat, Be shivered.


    With adrenaline pumping in the earlier intense crossfire, she did not realize she had run out of bullets.


    She reached back and noticed her spare clip was missing


    Thrown into a fluster, Be nced around for the clip an several steps away. She must have dropped


    it when rolling av the trap.


    When she went to retrieve it, two shots were fired near her feet, she stopped in her tracks,


    “I had the pleasure to see you in action, Ms. Thompson. You’re truly a force to be reckoned with.”


    Following the eerieughter, Winston walked out of the darkness, armed with a bow. The arrow,


    glistening grimly, was aimed straight at Be. “No one has ever escaped the cage. I cannot be any


    more impressed with you, Ms. Thompson. You’re beautiful, wealthy, and a fighter. No wonder you hold


    a proud man like Justin in your clutches.”


    “Cut the bullshit.”


    Be hid her fear behind her stoic face. “Winston, there’s only one way out for you. You shoulde


    with me back to Savrow, take a plea deal, and testify against Shannon. Otherwise, it’s time to die.”


    “Hahaha! Ms. Thompson, why don’t you ever learn? You’re just like Justin. Do you think you are all


    that, and I won’t kill you?” Winston guffawed.


    “Ha! Lay your finger on me, and I can guarantee my family will wipe you and your little people off the


    face of the earth,” Be hissed through clenched teeth.


    Winston had no words.


    “Shoot me once, and my brothers will rain bullets on you until Swiss cheese. Do you want to attempt


    that?”


    Be’s threat gave Winston something to think about.


    Unlike Justin, Be would carry out her threat. The Thompson brothers spelled trouble. Even the royal


    family would not diss the head of the Thompson household.


    Amid Winston’s distraction, Be sprung to grab the clip and load it onto her gun in a swift motion.


    Startled, Winston fired the arrow at Be without a second thought.


    Swoosh!


    Be froze. Even her flight-or-fight mode could not save her now because it was toote to run or fire


    back at Winston.


    She closed her eyes in terror, her blood running cold.


    A powerful embrace-strong and sincere-shielded her from the shot.


    Be opened her eyes in shock, meeting Justin’s soaked, pale face.


    He gazed into her eyes. His eyes, though red-rimmed, were as intense with love as ever.


    “Are you alright, Be?”


    Be stared nkly at him, her tears rolling down her cheeks.


    “Don’t cry. I’m alright. It’s alright…” Justin touched her shaking back and murmured words offort.


    The drained man copsed to the ground, unconscious.


    “Justin… Justin!”