The Wrong Woman
Mila accepted the gun, wiping away her tears, and trained it on the opposite side of Murray's forehead.
"Release Mr. Manning," a nearby gunman demanded, "or we'll end both of you."
Mila approached calmly, retrieving the box containing the Azurium and tucking it into her pocket.
Addressing the others, she warned, "I'll use him as a meat shield if anyone dares to shoot."
Murray raised his hands, a smirk playing on his lips as he eyed the device in Nathan's hand.
He had never encountered such a formidable weapon—compact yet potent, concealed within Mila's hair like a simple hairpin. No one could have guessed its lethal capability, a gun cloaked in silent death.
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