She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 662:

With Brendan’s strength, if that blow landed, Kristian’s ribs would’ve snapped like twigs.

But Kristian blocked it just in time.

Brendan seized the opportunity and darted away from Kristian, slipping from his grasp in a blink.

The space between them stretched in an instant.

In the next second, Freya raised the gun she’d taken earlier and aimed it directly at Brendan. “Try moving again, and I swear I’ll shoot.” Her words lit a fire under everyone nearby. They raised their weapons, aiming straight at her and Kristian.

Brendan was dangerous, skilled, and unpredictable. She’d always known that. If he hadn’t been, her team wouldn’t have suffered so badly before.

“You think that scares me?” Brendan asked, not the least bit rattled. “If you shoot me, they’ll shoot you. Simple.”

Freya held her stance, yanking Kristian behind her.

The moment her hand touched him, she found he was burning up.

“I might get shot,” Freya said, her tone steady. But she knew how to mess with Brendan’s head. “You, on the other hand, will definitely die first. And when you see Dorothy in the afterlife, she’s going to ask if Kristian’s dead. What will you tell her?”

That jab landed. Brendan faltered.

Freya pushed further. “Want to bet? Let’s see what happens first—your island going up in flames, or Kristian getting rescued by my team.”

“You don’t even love him, do you?” Brendan was thrown.

“I don’t,” Freya said coolly. “But that doesn’t mean I won’t save him. And it doesn’t mean I won’t take you down.”

If she could, she would’ve put a bullet in him right then and there. But if he died, her team would lose crucial information, and worse—the whole island would go up.

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“I’ll let you go,” Brendan suddenly offered, like he’d given it genuine thought. “Just hand Kristian over.”

Neither Freya nor Kristian said a word.

Brendan raised an eyebrow. “What? Don’t trust me?”

“I don’t,” Freya replied without hesitation.

“Then I’ll be your hostage. Tie me up. Drag me to the ship.” Brendan kept throwing out ideas. “Once you’re far enough away, you can give him back. Deal?”

“You rigged the ship, didn’t you?” Freya’s suspicion was instant.

“Yeah,” Brendan said with a chuckle, stepping closer. “I loaded it with explosives. Once you’re on board, boom.”

Freya immediately backed up. “Don’t come any closer!”

“Alright, alright. I won’t,” Brendan said smoothly, his tone casual as ever. “But here’s my advice—don’t bother struggling. The moment you stepped foot on this island, you were already dead.”

Freya felt strangely calm. Thank God she hadn’t made a move on that ship. If she had, Natasha, Ashley, and the crew might’ve died with her.

She stared Brendan down, her mind racing for a way out.

Behind him, Kristian was thinking too, taking in every detail. As frustration built inside him over how useless their backup seemed, he spotted someone waving at him from below the cliff.

In that instant, hope flared.noveldrama

“Freya…” Kristian said her name.

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