Billionaire's Match (Khloe and Nick Hunt) novel Chapter 688

Chapter 688

“Like showing off, huh? You-stand up.”

The man pressed the barrel of his gun to Khloe’s forehead.

Nick’s chest tightened painfully, but fearing that any reaction might set the man off, he could only watch helplessly as Khloe, trembling and drenched in cold sweat, slowly rose under duress. Her eyes flicked toward the elderly woman struggling on the floor.

The man glanced at Khloe, then shifted his gaze to Ryan, sitting rigid and tense in the middle of the bus.

“You, get up. You, sit in his seat.”

The man ordered Khloe and Ryan to switch places.

Ryan’s eyes widened in shock. His body trembled violently at the command, but he didn’t dare move.

The man’s patience snapped. “Hurry up! Or I’ll blow you away first!”

Ryan gritted his teeth, leapt up, clasped his head, and dropped to his knees, gasping for air.

The next instant, nothing happened. Khloe, with the gun still pressed against her forehead, was forced into the seat Ryan had just vacated.

“I warned you-don’t move.”

The man’s cold voice hissed in her ear. He turned toward Nick with a mocking smirk and casually picked up a small black device blinking with a red dot.

Fear flared in Nick’s eyes. He seemed to understand the danger, but before he could react, a beep” sounded from the device in the man’s hand.

A foreboding chill ran through Khloe. Her brows knitted as she felt a subtle vibration under the seat.

“What did you do?”

The man looked around at their terrified expressions and suddenly laughed. “Relax. People die sooner or later anyway. Don’t you think… there’s some grandeur in the way you’ll go?”

The accomplice snapped. He grabbed the man by the collar, furious, as if he wanted to smash his skull right there.

“Crazy bastard! Even if you don’t want to live, don’t drag me into it!”

Their job was simple: take the money, follow the orders. Whether the passengers lived or didn’t concern them. But now, his partner was unhinged.

The accomplice had dismissed rumors about the organization accepting reckless new recruits -now he realized just how terrifying that recklessness could be.

The crazed man patted his partner’s hand and sneered, “Relax. We’re getting paid to risk our lives anyway. Don’t you enjoy the thrill?”