Cheryl only realized what Wynter was planning after she started driving. The injured man held ontoYarra by pretending to be a âsoldierâ. Through the car window, no one outside could tell who he was.
It was just a small mountain village, but there were three checkpoints. Yarra had taken a year to passthrough these checkpoints.
The first two were manageable. However, the last one had a sharpâeyed guard who peered into thecar. Remembering that not this many members from the Macintosh family had gone in, he reached outto stop them.
Yarra turned pale when she saw this. Wynter, on the other hand, casually spoke up.
âStop the car. Bite his head off.â@@novelbin@@