MainNovelChapter 1756
"I-I don't know, | really don't know! I'm just the middleman, | swear | don't know anything!" The man's face was
painted with fear.
Sophie's smile slowly faded. "You don't know, huh? Well, that makes you pretty useless."
She stood up, aimed her gun at his forehead, and said coolly, "No need to keep useless people around." A
gunshot echoed through the alley, leaving behind only the sharp smell of gunpowder.
Colby wiped down the gun for Sophie, saying, "I'll handle this kind of stuff from now on. No need to mess up your
dress."
Sophie's expression softened a bit. "These guys are organ traffickers, real monsters. They kidnap women and
children, making deals with rich businessmen. Sometimes the only solution is to put them down."
Since The Silent Shadows were dismantled, things had been calm for years. But recently, similar activities have
started popping up overseas, and they've even taken over The Silent Shadows’ old dark web site.
Kiran had been digging for a while, but the chaos made it tough to track down the mastermind. He'd found a few
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Sophie paused, deep in thought. They had fought a grueling five-year battle against The Silent Shadows. Could
they really be making a comeback so soon?
Seeing the worry etched on Sophie's face, Colby gave a reassuring smile and gently smoothed the furrow in her
brow. "The Silent Shadows had a pretty wideback then. It's not surprising sslipped through. As long as
there's demand for organs, there'll be a supply. It's not something you can wipe out overnight. Maybe it's not
even them."
"I'm worried about Fiona," Sophie admitted.
During their intense clash with The Silent Shadows, the leftovers might still be gunning for them. Just like forty
years ago when they targeted the great families. Every tSophie thought about it, a chill ran through her.
"Fiona... she's the last one you should be worried about. That kid... who could even take her on?"
Over in Devonport, at the Costello
family estate, the yard was a complete mess. Fiona wiped her handgun with her sleeve, then
strutted over to Tricia, beaming
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...Awesome," Tricia replied, glancing at the Costello Group members sprawled all over the yard. Once again, his
view of the world was
turned upside down. Sometimes et
gender really doesn't matter,
yelf
especially with Fiona. Two years
ago, she could take down ten people with just her hands, and now she could handle fifteen. No surprise, being
Sophie and Colby's kid.
Not far off, Alec was scrubbing at spaint on his clothes, but it wouldn't budge.
His brow furrowed in frustration. "Fiona! What did you put in the paintballs?"
"Nothing much, just sacrylic paint to keep folks from cheating. This way, it won't wash off, and nobody can
pull a fast one."
Alec's face darkened at her words.
Outside the Costello estate, Harold's car pulled in. Seeing the yard's chaos, Harold felt a headache coming on. To
Fiona, the daily combat drills were just a big gof pretend.
"Fiona, your folks aren't home, didn't they tell you not to make trouble? Who said you could swap out the steel
balls for paintballs?"
"Uncle, | just wanted to spice things up a bit..."
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