The second her feet hit the ground, Sophia didn’t waste a single moment. Her breath was ragged, blood dripping from her temple, a souvenir from the attack in the director’s office. The pain was brutal, but running was her only option. Wallowing in agony wasn’t gonna save her.
Without glancing back, she slipped into the chaos of the city streets. Cars honked, pedestrians bustled, and the hum of life carried on, blissfully unaware of the chase unfolding in their midst.
She knew those agents had orders straight from their boss: capture Sophia, dead or alive. No matter the cost. Orders like that weren’t handed out for catching small fry. This was big.
Sophia never imagined her actions with Killian Reagow, and his brother Dan, would spiral into this mess. A never-ending disaster pulling ever
