Chapter 506

Veronica Wren hit the ground hard, the uneven cobblestones jabbing painfully into her back. Martin Palmer threw himself over her, shielding her with his body. Even his voice trembled with pain. “Roni…” “Martin—!” She snapped back to reality, her face going ghost-white. "What happened to you? Are you—?” Her hand came away slick with something warm and sticky from his back. “Martin!” she cried out. Dylan Han stood frozen, gun in hand, trembling like a leaf. It was his first time pulling the trigger. He hadn't actually meant to shoot—Palmer had jumped out of nowhere, and in a panic, Dylan’s finger slipped on the trigger. A sharp buzz suddenly cut through the air. A chill ran down his spine just as his body went rigid and crashed to the ground like a toppled log. From behind a nearby shuttle van, a woman dressed in tight black tactical gear stepped forward, calmly holding a tranquilizer gun. The dart stuck squarely in Dylan’s left shoulder. Two bodyguards lunged toward her but were clearly