The Jilted Bride's Lethal Comeback

walls wept with dirty water

ing lines of code. Her belly was massiv

tearing pain ripped

the edge of the cheap wooden desk. A warm, thick rush of fluid

ater

nly emergency number she had. Bethel had been released on bail just two days earlier, his lawyers workin

el and two of his most trusted men rushed in. They grabbed Da

unregistered black-mark

ime. There was

bit down on a rolled-up towel until her

until her voc

blood-covered bodies wer

hit her ears, and the last thread of her adren

d, her eyes

ned. The sharp, metallic stench

was destroyed. Medical trays were o

o the room. He was clutching his stomach.

a single, tiny bundle wr

her bed. He looked at her, his e

s. They breached the door. They took two of them.

o a pinprick. Her brain re

she wh

d sprayed across the sheets. She tried to t

oody hand onto her ch

ded down the hallway ou

he baby girl in

l ordered, his voic

door, firing his weapon

k supply closet. She curled into a ball, pressing the baby tight against her

ence. In the dark, her eyes hardened into bl

years

. She had turned her grief into a global network of spies and assassins, all fu

m jet screeched against the tarm

door opened. The

e a tailored black trench coat and dark sunglasse

matching black coat, her dark curls pulled into a tight po

at attention. One of them opened th

enix slid into

roken, terrified girl from the baseme

and pulled out a heavily encrypt

ec

tine, exclusive golf

ghing with his wealthy friends. He r

thwip cut thr

let ripped through

s back, staining his w

d onto the manicured grass. His bodyguards drew thei

atched the live drone feed on her phone.

outh curled up. The