Chapter 494
Author: Youngblood
last update2026-04-24 21:40:19

Cross glanced at her. "There's also the issue of escape. The Mall will be locked down the moment the shots are fired. You'll need a way out."

Dana pointed to a building on the edge of the Mall. "There's a parking garage here. Underground. If I can reach it before they seal the exits, I can disappear."

Cross studied the route, calculating distances, timing. "It's risky."

"Everything about this is risky." Dana looked up at him. "That's why you hired me."

Cross smiled. "Fair point."

They spent the
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