Chapter 20
Author: Mel Hope
last update2025-05-27 03:50:44
As soon as the thugs fled, Antonio gave Cynthia a quick nod, signaling her to get in the car.

Without a word, Cynthia slid into the driver’s seat and started the engine. They drove down the road and flashes of the ambush replayed in their minds, but none of them spoke, instead they were both lost in thought.

The leader had already coughed up the name: Robert Adams.

Antonio knew Robert too well. He was manipulative, ruthless, and calculating! Antonio knew that the ambush wasn’t just an act of aggression. It was a message.

“That wasn’t just some street stunt,” Antonio muttered, turning to Cynthia, his voice edged with steel. “It was a warning shot.”

He paused, his gaze darkening. “That bastard’s not just trying to scare us. He’s playing the long game. This whole thing is a setup for something far bigger.”

Antonio didn’t reveal everything. The truth was darker, bloodier. He didn’t want to burden Cynthia with the weight of it, not yet.

Cynthia shot him a glance, her hands ste
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