Chapter 560
“Go back up Jax. Do not underestimate them. Use the neurotoxins if you have to p>
Mira ordered Silas from the back seat.
“But you’ll be exposed p>
His bodyguard instincts screamed at him to stay.
“We’re putting on a show. If you don’t leave, the bait won’t bite. Go. I’m strapped p>
Mira murmured.
“Be careful p>
Even if it was a setup, if his client got hurt, he and Jax would be blacklisted from the underworld forever.
The moment Silas engaged the mob, several figures slipped toward the car. Mara’s shrill voice pierced the chaos.
“Well, well, my dear sister. It’s so hard to get an audience with you these days.
What happened to the untouchable CEO? Hiding like a rat in a cage p>
Mira didn’t immediately respond. She calculated Mara’s outfit through the tinted glass, verifying it matched the intel from Norman’s son.
If the outfits didn’t align, the kid was lying, and Mira would have triggered Plan B: gas the entire street, call the authorities, and wipe them all out.
But that would declare open war on a massive international cartel that even global agencies struggled to dismantle.
Fortunately, Mara’s clothes were a perfect match. The asset was reliable.
“Not coming out? Get the buzzsaw p>
Mara ordered a thug, glaring viciously at the car.
Mira kicked the door open, stepped out, and delivered a brutal slap across Mara’s face.
The thugs immediately lunged at Mira, but pulled their punches to take her alive.
Mara stumbled backward, and Mira aggressively pursued her, driving her straight into the treeline.
Once they hit the shadows of the woods, Mira stopped swinging. Ina blindingly fast motion, she stripped off her windbreaker, draped it over Mara’s shoulders and stammee her sun hat onto Mara’s head.
Mara was completely bewildered the wardrobe change, but the
moment she realized Mira ne
wearing the exact same clothes underneath, sheer panic set in.
Before she could scream, the Syndicate thugs crashed through the brush.
A chloroform-soaked rag clamped brutally over Mara’s nose and mouth.
Her muscles went instantly slack. A heavy
invas bag was yanked, and two men het
her
her
into the air carrying her away.
Mira dusted her hands, waiting for the thugs to signal the job was done, but instead,
she heard footsteps creeping up from behind.
She spun around, hurling a handful of paralyzing powder. The thug collapsed
instantly, dropping a second chloroform rag.
“What the hell is this? You’re double-crossing us p>
Mira demanded, seamlessly slipping into Mara’s persona.
“Sorry, sweetheart. The boss said taking both of you maximizes our profit p>
“Stay back! Our handler will kill you for this p>
Mira shrieked, faking absolute terror as she backed away.
“Relax. If you’re actually valuable, your handler will pay the ransom.
If she doesn’t, you’re dead weight anyway.
We bagged the main target for her; she’ll be too busy celebrating to start a war over
a lackey like you p>
The squad leader laughed, waving a hand. “Take her p>