?Chapter 546: Continue this, and youll have hunters on your tail.


    Following his line of sight to the road behind, Lindsay saw a dozen police cars in pursuit, with Clint leading the charge.


    Her expression turned steely as she hissed, Kill him! Rest easy, Miss Morgan, he wont be leaving here alive, the leader of the men in ck dered with chilling calm.


    With those ominous words hanging in the air, he hoisted his sniper rifle and peered through its scope with icy determination.


    The car window slid open quietly, and he took precise aim at Clints tire.


    A sharp, resounding gunshot shattered the silence.


    The tire exploded with a violent burst, sending rubber shards flying.


    Caught off-guard, Clint failed to react swiftly enough, losing his grip on the steering wheel.


    Clints vehicle swerved uncontrobly, scraping against the police cars nking it, sending sparks cascading into the night.


    After a tumultuous skid, Clints car crashed against the roadside guardrail with a deafening smash.


    Clints world went ck as he slumped over, knocked unconscious by the impact.


    In the chaos, nearly half of the dozen police cars were wrecked.


    The officers inside were thrown into disarray, sustaining a range of injuries from severe to minor.


    Only a handful remained unscathed amidst the wreckage.


    Lindsay couldnt help but whistle, her excitement palpable.


    Thats killing three birds with one stone.


    Quite the spectacle! Lose yourself in stories on gα?ησν????????s The leader, however, maintained his stoic demeanor, untouched by the adrenaline of the moment.


    He turned to Lindsay, his voice t and businesslike.


    Miss Morgan, Mr.


    Norris instructed that once we shake off those police cars, you should get out.


    Lindsays brow furrowed slightly.


    What about Harlee? There was an unexpected situation over there.


    We need to provide backup immediately, he replied, already pivoting toward their next move.


    Panic flickered in Lindsays eyes as her heart raced.


    Unexpected situation? What does that mean? Dont tell me Harlee has slipped away again.


    The leader merely echoed his prior statement without further rification.


    Frustration surged within Lindsay as she mmed her fist against the car seat.


    Are you treating me like an idiot? If you dont rify things right now, youre not going anywhere! Miss Morgan, remember, you do notmand this mission… The leaders voice chilled the air, his eyes conveying a stark warning.


    Then, shifting to a more conciliatory tone, he continued, If it eases your anger, once we stop, feel free to deal with this woman as you see fit.


    Well take care of any fallout.


    A spark ignited in Lindsays eyes.


    Alright, I agree! Her curiosity about the raw thrill of taking a life had always lingered, a truly thrilling prospect! Drugs had twisted Lindsays mind, pushing her into the depths of madness.


    Meanwhile, Ritchie had just arrived when he saw Clint being hurriedly loaded into an ambnce.


    He immediately sent a text to Harlee.


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