Chapter 245: Difficult Situation

Moments later, Katrina and the prost.i.tute are led out of the room by Black Wolf. His two bulky bodyguards follow close behind, escorting them all the way to the car.

Where are we going? What's going to happen next? Katrina forces her face into a picture of calm to prevent Black Wolf from discovering anything amiss.

Under such circ.u.mstances, Katrina can only go along with the flow and carry on. Whatever happens next, my team will have my back, and she reminds herself.

Focus. How do I get the gun off him? Contacting the team will be even more difficult now! Suddenly, her previous worries seem impossible.

Outside, Katrina's teammates are visibly shocked to see Katrina being taken into a car.

"Where the h.e.l.l is that b.a.s.t.a.r.d taking her!" the captain yells, "Follow them at once! Don't let them get away!"

Three understated cars immediately tail the bulletproof business car. They keep a certain distance, not daring to get too close for fear of being found out, or staying too far for fear of losing them.

In Black Wolf's car, the two bodyguards are seated in front while Katrina and the prost.i.tute are seated in the back with Black Wolf in between them.

Katrina silently watches the landscape outside, memorizing as many details as possible in case her team gets lost while following them.

Suddenly, she feels something hard against her forehead. She gulps, not daring to move a muscle. Katrina is glancing in the direction, and her fears are confirmed when she sees that Black Wolf is pointing a gun at her.

That's definitely a real gun. Katrina thinks weakly.

Four years ago, she was forced to undress at gunpoint. A flash of memory that night suddenly appeared in her mind. But her fear from before is nothing compared to what she is feeling now. Black Wolf is a cold-blooded killer. This isn't a bluff, and he's definitely going to kill me!

Why is he pointing a gun at me? Did he figure me out? Katrina thinks, sweat beading on her forehead. Impossible! I didn't say or do anything out of the ordinary! How on earth did he find out?

Realization dawns on Katrina. No wonder he suddenly suggested we move places, he was already suspicious of me! He's far more intelligent than we antic.i.p.ated…

Katrina doesn't dare to struggle or make a noise. Instead, she lets some of her nervousness bleed into her voice as she stutters, "M-Mr. Wolf, what are you doing?"

Keeping the gun pointed at Katrina's forehead, he says casually, "You're quite calm, aren't you, little girl? How did you get into my room? Why did you approach me?" A sound of doubt added to Black Wolf's voice.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about, M-Mr. Wolf! I'm only here to earn money, n-nothing else!" She stuttered and tried to appease his anger.

At that moment, the prost.i.tute sitting on Black Wolf's other side notices the gun aimed at Katrina's head and promptly turns pale, letting out a shrill scream. "AHH!"

When he said we were leaving, I thought I'd be earning more money! Why is he holding a gun to her head? Oh my G.o.d, is he going to kill us?

"Stop the car! I need to get off! Stop the car!" she shrieks, scrambling at the door handle in desperation.

The deafening scream reverberates in the car, making Black Wolf cringe. He swiftly moves the gun and points it at the prost.i.tute's forehead. "Shut up! I'll kill you if you shout again! One more scream and I will shoot you!"

The fierce look on Black Wolf's face frightens the woman into silence. Her body goes slack and she slumps against her seat, the blood draining from her face. Overwhelmed by fear, she won't be able to scream even if she tries.

This is how an ordinary prost.i.tute would react. Black Wolf narrows his eyes at Katrina. If she were really a prost.i.tute, she would be scared to death by now. She's not who she says she is.

After successfully silencing the prost.i.tute, he points the gun back at Katrina. "Who are you? What is your purpose?"

Whatever happens, I can't tell him the truth! She clenches her teeth and replies, "I'm just here to work!"

Black Wolf snorts at her response. "Work? I see you're quite stubborn! What does an ordinary prost.i.tute have listening devices in their ears for?"

Katrina's eyes widened in shock. I thought I had a good disguise, but he saw right through it! She forces herself to calm down and stammers, "I-I got into an accident when I was a kid! I have a hearing problem! It's the latest hearing aid, it's not a listening device!"

Black Wolf snorts in disbelief. "You're gonna have to do better than that to trick me!"

In the three cars trailing behind, the expressions on the faces of Katrina's teammates turn grave when they realize that Katrina has been exposed.

I can't believe I made her do this! The captain thinks. She's alone with a dangerous murderer and two armed bodyguards because of me! She won't be able to protect herself!

Eyes trained at the bulletproof car in front of them and the captain gives the order, "Force their car to stop and get in contact with them! We can't let Katrina get hurt under any circ.u.mstances, even if we have to give up the mission!"

Even if she's been discovered, Black Wolf won't dare kill Katrina, he tells himself. Black Wolf and his men are outnumbered by the police and Katrina is their only leverage. The only way he's getting out of this is if he keeps her as a hostage. He can't risk Katrina's life with this mission because this might cause more chaos in their team.

He wanted to calm down himself, but thinking Katrina in the hand of a murderer, the captain, can't relieve his worry. He thought that letting Katrina as bait is the wrong decision he ever made. He can't forgive himself if something happened to his teammates.