All Chapters of The Strong-Willed Sean O'Connor: Chapter 321
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CHAPTER 321
The Handler, a man named Jerome, was celebrating.He was a mid-level fixer, typically coordinating smuggling runs and moving high-value assets.Receiving the commission to set a ten-million-dollar bounty from the Boss was the biggest break of his career.He sat in a slightly bright, private back room of a high-end bar, nursing a thirty-year-old scotch.His phone, a custom-encrypted device, rested on the polished wood table. It was his direct link to the largest bounty board on the dark web.Ten million.Enough to buy a nice retirement home in the Caribbean. The target was just one man, and the job was simple.He picked up his phone, grinning, and refreshed the bounty listing for confirmation, already planning how to spend his cut.The screen refreshed.Jerome’s grin froze. His eyes widened, his heart slamming against his ribs like a trapped bird.The amber liquid in his glass trembled, then spilled onto the table as his hand shook uncontrollably.The initial ten-million-dollar bounty
CHAPTER 322
Dr. Havel cut him off, his voice low and urgent. He knew what Sean was going to ask for, and he didn’t want him to worry or act with unnecessary urgency."She's up, Sean. She's been awake for almost an hour. Stable. But you need to hurry."A wave of pure, potent relief washed over Sean, so powerful it almost buckled his knees.He ignored the aching exhaustion and the lingering adrenaline.'She’s awake.''She’s awake.'The edge of his lips curled into a side smile.He started toward the door, but Dr. Havel placed a restraining hand on his arm."Wait. Sean, you've been... outside," Havel said delicately, his eyes flicking over the dark trench coat. Even beneath the coat, he could detect the faint, coppery scent of the city and the residue of conflict that clung to him."You need to shower first. She asked for you, but she’s going to scold you and worry if you look like you've been running through a war zone."Sean paused, instantly acknowledging the necessity. He couldn’t smell blood o