The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 87

Leilani’s eyes widened, and she whipped her head around. Four or five men in black charged out from different directions, guns pointed straight at Callahan!

“Mr. Langley! Look out!”

His bodyguards quickly surrounded him, but the attackers were clearly prepared. Bullets sprayed, instantly taking down two bodyguards!

Callahan reacted swiftly, dodging behind a pillar, but the enemy’s firepower was too intense for him to draw his weapon and return fire!

Leilani stood frozen for a split second. The men in black were obviously targeting Callahan. Images of him shielding her from the Sloan family’s harassment flashed through her mind. Though she never said it, she remembered the debt.

In a flash, an assassin circled to Callahan’s blind spot, raising his gun to aim at the back of his head!

Leilani’s eyes narrowed, her fingers flipped, and three silver needles glinted in the light!

“Whoosh!”

The needles cut through the air, precisely piercing the assassin’s wrist!

“Argh!” The assassin cried out in pain.

The bullet went wide, grazing Callahan’s shoulder. Blood instantly soaked his trench coat!

Callahan grunted but keenly sensed something was wrong and whipped his head around. He saw a slender figure approaching rapidly, grabbing his wrist and shouting in a low voice, “Go!”

Before he could see her face clearly, she dragged him into the nearest emergency exit! Gunshots erupted behind them again, but Leilani moved extremely fast, shaking off the pursuers with a few turns and ducking into an unmanned janitor’s closet. She locked the door behind her and turned to check his injury.

“It’s just a graze, not serious.”

Seeing it was superficial, Leilani let out a sigh of relief. Maintaining her composure, she pulled some hemostatic powder and bandages from her bag.

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