The Wrong Woman

Mila handed Phoebe something that looked like a gun and said, "Here, take it."

"A gun? Isn't that risky?" Phoebe was startled. She knew that it was against the law to own a gun in Norvania, and using one to hurt someone could result in the death penalty.

Mila gave Phoebe a special mask and explained, "No bullets are in this gun. It's a chemical weapon I made and it's filled with ether, an anesthetic used on patients. It won't hurt anyone when it hits. "The ether would spread through the air as soon as it was fired. Breathing even a little can make someone pass out."

Phoebe looked at the weapon, then at Mila in awe. "Mila, you're amazing."

Mila put on her mask and warned, "Be careful using it. After firing, hold your breath for 20 seconds so you don't breathe it in."

"Got it," Phoebe said as she watched the men approach.

Phoebe and Mila got out of the car at the same time. Phoebe pointed the gun at the men who were approaching them. All of them froze when they saw the gun.

Mila braced herself and ordered, "Phoebe, fire."

Phoebe did so without a second thought. The gun went off with a muffled bang. She quickly turned around and fired at the men coming from behind.

After two shots were fired, panic spread among the men. They ducked and scrambled in opposite directions, seeking refuge in nearby cars. Soon, a strange odor began to fill the parking lot.

As more than a dozen burly men collapsed, the men behind the wheels of the front and back cars revved their engines and sped toward Mila and Phoebe.

Mila and Phoebe quickly swerved to the cars on either side. There was a loud bang and their car was smashed to pieces. Mila crawled underneath a car for cover.

Shortly after, one of the men got out of the car to make a phone call. "They've got chemical weapons. Send more people and get them to wear gas masks."

Mila felt a shudder of fear. She hoped Phoebe could use the gun to deal with the remaining bad guys. They wouldn't have a chance to escape if the ones with gas masks came soon.

Mila stayed underneath the car and looked out. Suddenly, she saw a pair of black leather shoes ahead. Her heart pounded and she held her breath as she watched them warily. She felt helpless and knew she couldn't fight like Phoebe. She'd only slow Phoebe down if she got caught.

She was thinking about what to do next. Suddenly, the man crouched down. His iron rod hit the ground with a thud and his eyes met hers. The man's menacing expression froze Mila in fear. It almost gave her a heart attack.

The man smirked and asked in a wicked tone, "Hottie, do you still think you can hide?"

Mila shrank back in fear. When the man grabbed her clothes, she cried, "Phoebe, help!"

Suddenly, someone stomped on the man's back, causing him to howl in pain. Mila's clothes were released.

Then, gunshots rang out. A little later came Cole's solemn voice. “Músm Morrison, Phoebe, it's safe now.

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Mila finally felt some peace when she heard Cole's voice. She crawled out from the right side of the car. Just as her head popped up, someone crouched before how net held her arm. A gentle voice came. "Be careful."

Looking up from the familiar military boots, Mita saw Nathan's rugged handsome face The look in his eyes was warm and full of concern. Mila immediately brushed him away and shrank back under the car

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