Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 338

With Murray hit, the SUV lost control almost immediately.

The heavy vehicle rolled across the highway in a clumsy, violent tumble—over and over.

Murray was thrown from the car.

His head struck the asphalt. Warm blood flooded his vision, turning everything red.

Only one thought remained.

"This is it."

The bullet had gone through his heart. He didn't have long.

And Miss Vance was still inside the vehicle.

These weren't random thugs. They'd come prepared, and they were here to kill her.

Where was Mr. Andres?

He could die—it didn't matter.

But if Miss Vance died… would Mr. Andres blame him for failing his duty?

As Murray lay on the roadside like a corpse, waiting for death to close its hand around him, something moved in his blood-blurred sight.

A slender figure stepped out of the overturned SUV.

A woman.

A shadow in black.

She held a military knife in each hand.

Under the moonlight, the blades flashed with a cold, terrifying sheen.

She moved—and bodies dropped.

Every time the blades rose and fell, another attacker collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut.

Murray's heart—what was left of it—seemed to seize.

"Is that… Miss Vance?"

He forced himself not to black out.

He tried to push himself up, but his body wouldn't listen anymore.

Only the last scraps of his mind kept warning him: "You don't have much time."

A gun muzzle appeared behind Maeve, aimed at the back of her head.

Murray tried to shout a warning, but only a rasping, broken sound crawled out of his throat.

The shot came.

Maeve spun and flung a blade.

The bullet struck the knife edge.

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