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.

her seat, Sophie whipped around and kicked another

he had overestimated

left. If Tristan’s men arrived,

heard the leader’s order.

planned to leave after teaching the men

to walk past Tristan and caught a glimpse of him. Suddenly, her bicycle

her mind. I’m going to

bicycle

didn’t have any weapons, she grabbed two knives

as leverage, she started

realized how vicious and swift

the leader

darted to

“You’re still alive?”

going

chance to continue their conversation, for the

all easily.

all the men had been beaten to a pulp, Sophie kicked the person

didn’t want to continue poking her nose

almost eleven, so she needed to get home as

remained rooted to the spot even after she started

at her shoulder and realized Tristan had grabbed the rear seat

flashing with fury, for it was late

do

“Thank you.”

said, he

Despite losing consciousness, he still looked as dignified as ever. In the end, she helped him up and used up all her might to place him on the rear seat of her

dared not

gunshot wound was too sensitive. She was pretty satisfied with her current

his gunshot wound wasn’t dealt with, he would meet his

brought him to a medical laboratory at Horington University.

switching on the lights, she placed Tristan on the

one of the cabinets, she pulled out a surgical

were no anesthetics around. He had fainted, so she assumed he could bear the

pair of scissors and cut Tristan’s bloodied

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

disinfected the scalpel and began to