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    His eyes found Brenna, and he leered with a slow grin. “Damn, she’s a looker. We’re gonna have some real fun tonight.”


    Mitch shot him a re. “All you think about is women!”


    Chastened, the thug took a step back, but the arrogance never left his voice. “Come on, Mitch, what’s the problem with that?”


    But Mitch wasn’t reckless. He had already recognized Ethan, a name even the toughest in Shirie’s underworld whispered about.


    Even their boss wouldn’t dare cross him.


    Mitch blurted out, “Don’t be a fool. Get back here.”


    The thug, still itching for a fight, aimed his gun right at Gary and Felix. “Let me deal with the bodyguards first. Then we’ll send the man to our boss. The woman? She’s ours to y with.”


    Just as he finished talking, the so-called unarmed group suddenly whipped out guns, each one aimed right at him. At that moment, Neville stepped out of the car, cool as ever and also holding a gun.


    The thug’s bravado shattered. He squeezed off a wild shot at Gary.


    Brenna’s team didn’t hesitate. Bullets flew, and the thug dropped to the ground, riddled with holes.


    For a split second, Mitch and his men froze in terror. Instinct then kicked in, and they scrambled behind Sandra’s car, desperate for cover.


    But they were already toote. Both Brenna and Ethan fired, hitting Mitch and Brad in the wrists. Their guns ttered to the pavement, out of reach.


    Neither dared to make a move for their weapons. They knew they wouldn’t survive if they tried.


    Gary, Felix, and Neville worked like a well-oiled machine. A storm of gunfire dropped three more thugs. Now, only four of the original crew remained, huddled and cornered.


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    Inside her car, Sandra watched the chaos unfold, disbelief mixing with relief. She’d never expected rescue, least of all from Brenna—especially not in a situation like this.


    She had thought, maybe, the cops woulde.


    Instead, Brenna had shown up, and Ethan too, both of them armed.


    A rush of gratitude washed over her. Her thoughts spun out with questions—could Ethan havee because he cared about her, even a little? She was lost in thought as the firefight outside raged for a solid three minutes.


    With Mitch’s crew hiding behind Sandra’s bulletproof car now, Ethan and Brenna couldn’t get a clean shot.


    Ethan’s voice then rang out, cold and unshaken. “If you want to survive,e out now. I will let you walk away alive.”


    Mitch could tell he was outssed. These people didn’t miss, and they didn’t hesitate. Any wrong move would be hisst.


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