Night of Destiny

Their movements were somewhat concealed under the cover of night. As a result, it naturally made it difficult for the enemy to track them down.

Shirley was concerned for her father. She settled Nixon and the others in a safe place before setting off to find him. “Mr. Nixon, stay put. I’ll lead these enemy forces away.”

“What?! Miss Lloyd, please don’t take any unnecessary risks. How can we explain it to Mr. Lloyd if something happens to you?” Nixon yelled after her.

Of course, Shirley feared death. Still, she dreaded losing someone dear more than losing her own life. Hence, she wasn’t about to change her mind to rescue her father. Even if she didn’t make it in time, she could at least confirm if he was alive or dead.

Her heart was filled with anxiety at this moment. She wouldn’t stop advancing into the enemy territory unless she received credible news about her father’s condition.

“Let’s go together,” Nixon said as he clutched his injured shoulder, pushing himself to his feet.

“No. I’ll go. You all stay hidden here,” Shirley replied sternly. She was about to stand up when she suddenly heard a familiar sound in the sky. She instinctively raised her head and saw fighter jets breaking through the clouds as they streaked down like meteors, one after another Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

“Mr. Nixon, look! Our reinforcements are here.” Shirley pointed as she recognized the scene all too well-those were her father’s men.

“Mrs. Lloyd indeed sought help immediately.” Nixon sighed while appreciating the depth of their marital bond.

Shirley’s confidence soared. So, she turned to Nixon. “Mr. Nixon, wait for reinforcements to arrive. I’ll go ahead.”

“Miss Lloyd, please be careful!” Nixon hurriedly cautioned her.

Shirley nodded and darted into the nearby bushes. It was impossible to conceal the fact that jets were approaching the area. So, not only did she see the fighter jets streaking down, but the enemy forces also caught sight of them. Fear and apprehension flashed in their eyes, and they started retreating immediately.

Shirley followed from a distance while trailing a few of the retreating enemies. She wanted to find out where they were heading. She hoped her father might be among them.

Finally, she spotted a brightly lit small base where many mercenaries were rushing in. Shirley chose a different direction and climbed over a wall. Just as she made it from the first floor to the second, she overheard a conversation between two smokers.

“We’re leaving without getting paid? Did we do this for nothing?”

“You’re still thinking about money at this point? We should prioritize escaping with our lives. Haven’t you seen who’s coming? That’s the special forces! Anyone who encounters them ends up dead!”

“Zacharias escaped. Can we still get paid?”

“We need to hurry to the docks, grab a boat, and get out fast. If we don’t make it… Forget about the money; we’ll lose our lives.”

“Okay. I’ll follow your lead.”

The two quickly left the corridor. Shirley then continued upstairs. She had a feeling her father might be here, and those villains who framed Zacharias were also present.

At this moment, the mercenaries were all scrambling toward the docks. Thus, the building was relatively deserted.

Richard blocked the doorway, and his gaze was sharp as a knife. He was stopping the four of them. Nevertheless, each of these four individuals was a cunning old fox as their eyes were flickering with thoughts of fleeing the scene.

“Richard, if you let us go, we’ll make sure a large sum of money gets deposited into your account. It’ll be an unimaginable figure.”

*I have no interest in your dirty money.” Richard remained unmoved.

“Richard, we can do it the easy way or the hard way.”

They observed the mercenaries pouring out toward the docks while standing by the floor-to- ceiling window. They exchanged looks and were unsure of what was happening outside. Why were their men heading toward the docks?

Nonetheless, they speculated that Zacharias’ reinforcements had arrived. If that were the case, they needed to escape this room quickly.

Suddenly, Richard and the four men could hear someone banging on the door. It was accompanied by a loud commotion. “Come in,” one of the old men called out.

The person outside immediately swiped a card to enter. Alas, Richard promptly shot and destroyed the circuit, turning the entire room into an enclosed space.

The outsiders, who heard the gunshot, realized there was trouble brewing within the room They were here to collect their debts, and their employers were inside. So, they had to rescue those old coots for the sake of their empty wallets.