“You’re planning to turn the tables on him, aren’t you?”
“Exactly.” Katelyn’s voice was icy as she spoke in a low tone. “I didn’t want it to come to this, but since he’s asking for it, I won’t hold back.”
She was never one to play the saint, especially when Carol’s life was at stake. Vincent might think her tactics were harsh, but that was the least of her concerns right now.
She had already pulled a handgun from her pocket, finger on the trigger, ready to act at a moment’s notice. The burly man made his wealth from selling Spring Snow Herb, so there was no way he’d let it go cheaply. He was preoccupied with the buyers.
But Katelyn’s goal wasn’t to purchase it. She wanted to tip everyone off that he had a large stock of Spring Snow Herb, ensuring those with bad intentions would be drawn to steal it. When they made their move, that was when she and Vincent would step in and collect the rewards.
Vincent’s lips curled into a small smile.
“That’s a clever plan.”
Katelyn raised an eyebrow in surprise, her own smile forming. “I thought you’d think my methods were too ruthless.”
If the burly man had been willing to cooperate, she would have preferred a peaceful solution.
“Dealing with different people requires different approaches,” Vincent stated, his tone icy and sharp. “I was actually thinking we might have to take it by force.”
A flicker of helplessness crossed Katelyn’s eyes, but she nodded with a smile.
“Looks like we’re on the same page.”
“Let’s get back to the car and see how this plays out,” Vincent suggested as he glanced at the crowd now surrounding the burly man. He quickly headed for the market’s entrance. Their car was parked right by the entrance—the only way in or out of the black market. Whoever came out on top would have to pass through that spot. This content belongs to fin?novel.net
Katelyn dug through her bag, tossing a pair of binoculars to Vincent while pulling out a sniper rifle and setting up the scope to watch.
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Before long, several gunshots rang out from the black market.
Through the sniper scope, Katelyn watched as the burly man, now overwhelmed, fired shots into the air to scatter the crowd. The sound of gunfire worked, intimidating everyone.
“I never said anything about a low-price clearance sale—that stupid bitch just made that up! When I catch her, I’ll skin her alive!”
Anger and frustration were evident on the burly man’s face.
“The Spring Snow Herb is mine! If you want it, cough up the cash! If not, get lost before I start shooting!”
After his outburst, he turned to leave, but then another gunshot rang out. The shot came from behind him, causing his heavy body to sway before collapsing.
Katelyn could clearly see the bullet hole in his head. Even the strongest human being couldn’t survive a bullet.
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