Anything For Her

Chapter 1 Do Not Move

It was annoyingly hot in Horington by the time June arrived.

After the self-study session ended at night, Sophie Tanner waited till the other students filed out before she got on her bicycle. She took the road to a quiet alley to head home. It might be deserted, but she could shorten her journey by over ten minutes.

Before she could cycle out of the alley, she caught a whiff of blood with her keen nose.

Sophie was pretty familiar with the scent of blood. Other girls would’ve fled the scene if they were in her shoes.

However, Sophie was no ordinary young woman. She continued riding on her bicycle as though nothing had happened.

Indeed, five minutes later, she saw a fight happening in this desolate alley.

One of Sophie’s feet was on the ground, and the other was on the pedal. She stuck one hand into her pocket and held her bicycle with the other as she whistled loudly to catch the others’ attention.

There were over a dozen tall men beating a man up. As there were no lights in the alley, she peered at the man who was surrounded by the rest under the moonlight.

Looks like he’s the one who got hurt.

Hearing Sophie’s whistle, everyone present turned to look at her.

“Scram!”

As she was tall, skinny, and clad in her school uniform, the leader of the attackers barked at her furiously.

Sophie’s brow knitted together impatiently.

“You’re blocking my way.”

“You have a death wish!” the leader snarled testily. They had gone to great lengths before getting the opportunity to take action against Tristan Lombard.

Anyone who stopped them from doing that would have to die.

It only took one look from him to get two men to march toward Sophie.

Glancing at her watch, Sophie realized it was already half past ten at night.

Before they could lay a hand on her, Sophie placed her other foot on the pedal and cycled toward the men in black swiftly.

In the blink of an eye, she managed to hit one man with her bicycle, who stumbled to the ground in a miserable heap.

seat, Sophie whipped around and kicked another

he had overestimated Sophie’s

much time left. If Tristan’s men arrived, they wouldn’t

when he heard the leader’s order. He immediately pulled himself together. I can’t

after teaching the men

him. Suddenly, her bicycle halted

going to do a kind act today.

moment, she turned her bicycle around and pedaled

didn’t have any weapons, she

as leverage,

grew grim when they realized how vicious and swift Sophie could

them!” the leader

to

“You’re still alive?”

going to

continue their conversation, for the men began charging

them all easily. Her

to a pulp, Sophie kicked

welcome.” She didn’t want to continue poking her nose

nimbly. It was almost eleven, so she needed to get home as soon

the spot even after she started

turned at her shoulder and realized Tristan had grabbed the rear seat of her

eyes were flashing with fury, for it was late

do

“Thank you.”

he

as she glared at the man on the ground. Despite losing consciousness, he still looked as dignified as ever. In the end, she helped

shot, Sophie dared not bring him

too sensitive. She was pretty satisfied with her current life and didn’t want to return

gunshot wound wasn’t dealt with, he would meet his doom before the sun

to a medical laboratory at Horington University. She walked in freely as though she owned the

switching on the lights, she placed Tristan on the dissection table that

one of the cabinets, she pulled out a surgical gown and

had fainted, so she

on the surgical gloves, Sophie grabbed a pair of scissors and cut Tristan’s bloodied

near to his heart, so if she didn’t pay enough attention, his heart might suffer

scalpel and