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    Heather’s eyes locked onto the woman in blue, and she let out a sulky chuckle. “Funny how that works—you hate being copied, and I hate being used of copying Heather. Today, I’ll make an example of you to set the record straight.”


    The woman in blue smirked, stepping forward with confidence. “Alright then, let’s see who gets thestugh!”


    But before she could take another step, she froze mid-stride, letting out a piercing scream.


    The crowd gasped. Closer inspection revealed a small, curved de embedded deep in her throat, blood spraying like a crimson fountain. Before anyone could react, she clutched her neck and crumpled to the ground—dead before she hit the earth.


    Daniel’s crew, hardened killers ustomed to violence, stepped back, shaken to their core. A cold shiver crawled down their spines. It was terrifying—they hadn’t even seen the attack itself. The speed and ruthlessness were breathtaking.


    It was Heather who had thrown the de. The real Heather was here.


    They’d only heard whispers of Thorn Rose’s deadly prowess, but now, they had witnessed it firsthand. If even one of Death Thorn’s guardians was this lethal, then Death Thorn herself was beyond reckoning. Any one of them could vanish in an instant, just like the woman in blue.


    A chilling silence settled over the crowd.


    Jasony sprawled on the ground, shaken to the core. He had no idea where Death Thorn stood with the Evans family—or what fate awaited them.


    Myles, Aron, and Hugh watched warily, hardly daring to breathe—like prey beneath a lion’s piercing gaze, forced to acknowledge its dominion.


    Daniel was drenched in cold sweat. He nced nervously at Elliana, his voice trembling as he asked, “I don’t know how we crossed you, Death Thorn… Please, enlighten us.”


    Watching the operatives from Phantom Mercenaries visibly unravel, Elliana could tell her presence had rattled them to their core. She leaned slightly, peering through the open cabin doorway.


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    What caught her eye made her stomach tighten—blood soaking through Cole’s shirt. Didn’t they say he copsed from some sudden illness? Then what was with all the blood? Was he actually hurt? How did that happen? Who could’ve done this to him? Still, now wasn’t the moment to chase answers. First, she had to deal with the threat standing right in front of her.


    Refocusing, Elliana shifted her gaze to Daniel and offered him a smirk that could freeze mes. “Wow, Daniel. So you’re really gonna gamble your life for some money? Going after the Evans family head—is that what you call ambition?”


    Though Elliana’s tone was even, every word oozed menace.


    Stiffening, Daniel kept his posture straight, his voice low and measured. “Death Thorn, what brings you here today?”


    “You think I owe you an exnation?” Elliana retorted without missing a beat.


    Panic flickered across Daniel’s face as he lowered his head in a rush. “No, of course not. I’d never presume!”


    Lifting her hand into the light, she casually inspected her wless ck manicure and said as if discussing the weather, “I’m here for Jason Evans. He’s caught my attention.”


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