Chapter 236

Camila Harrington’s thoughts flew by in a flash—it couldn’t have been more than a few seconds. The middle-aged man named Abdul was in full survival mode now; he didn’t spare her another glance. Fleeing with his bodyguards, he sprinted toward the last exit on the left. That side led to a wider alley, where a car was waiting to pick them up. “Bang!” Just as Abdul's group rushed out, a round of gunfire broke out behind them. The bodyguards returned fire with everything they had. No one was paying attention to Camila anymore. She stayed low and out of sight, didn’t dare make a run for it. Bullets don’t check IDs—it’d be dumb luck to get caught in the crossfire. Her eyes locked onto the downed bodyguard. She was eyeing his gun. No one was coming to save her. She had to rely on herself. If she could just get her hands on that weapon, no matter what chaos followed, at least she wouldn’t be completely helpless. Suddenly, the bodyguard let out a pained scream. A bullet hit him square in the che