Renata just shrugged, totally unfazed. “Sure, bullets don’t have eyes, but I do. I’m honestly just curious about what could be so special that everyone’s fighting over it. What if it’s something your lab could use?”
Laurinda snorted and shot Renata and the two guys with her a look. “You really think the four of us could get a cut? That’s pretty naive.”
She didn’t bother arguing. Laurinda kept moving, but then suddenly, she caught sight of someone familiar in the distance. Her whole vibe changed in an instant. She tossed her backpack at Renata and took off, heading straight for the gunfire.
Renata called after her, “Laurinda, didn’t you say you weren’t going? Where are you even going now?”
But Laurinda was already gone, swallowed up by the night before Renata could finish.
Gunshots echoed ahead, pushing Laurinda to move faster. She scaled the partition by the airstrip, her tall frame moving with sharp, effortless precision.
Meanwhile, Adolphus, Egan, and Foley had just finished dealing with one group and were hurrying back to the cargo bay when another bunch showed up from the shadows.
Out of nowhere, Foley lunged in front of Adolphus. The bullet that was meant for Adolphus slammed right into Foley’s shoulder.
“Sniper!” Egan yelled, catching Foley before he could fall, his eyes scanning the area. “Adolphus, watch it!”
Adolphus’s face was ice cold, his entire presence radiating danger. He whipped out his pistol and fired two shots straight at the other side’s leader, aiming for the knees.
He was so quick, the guy didn’t have a chance to react. He dropped, legs useless, collapsing on the spot.
“Touch my people and you’re dead. Understand?” The familiar voice was right at his ear. The sniper’s eyes went wide with terror. He knew that voice too well. It was their worst nightmare.
“Shut up,” Laurinda snapped, standing up and slamming her foot into the guy’s chest. He choked, blood spurting from his mouth, eyes bulging as he stared at her. He couldn’t believe Laurinda was actually here. How?
She looked down at him, her eyes dark and icy. “Did Kenny send you?”
He clutched his chest, pain making it impossible to talk. He couldn’t even move his head.
Laurinda crouched down in front of him, eyes steady and cold. She jabbed his cheek with her gun. “So, whose arms did you say you were going to break?”

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