The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 17

The van jostled along, heading out of the city.

Noella noticed they were headed towards Imperial West Hospital, and thought, “Well, ain’t that a stroke of luck! These goons are giving me a free ride.”

“Who sent you?” she demanded.

The kidnapper let out a sleazy chuckle, his face full of creep.

“Listen, girlie, we ain’t lookin‘ to harm ya, but you had to go and get greedy, eyeing stuff that ain’t yours.” he taunted.

“We’ll just dump ya in some mountain area, and don’t you worry, you won’t be seeing the light of day again! Lucky for you, you’re easy on the eyes. That pretty face of yours could bring in a good chunk of change up in the hills. Pop out a few chunky kids, and you’re golden.”

Noella swiftly reached for the small knife tucked at her waist and conked out a few of the kidnappers, then pressed the blade against the driver’s neck.

“Who sent you? My patience is wearing thin.”

The driver, shaking like a leaf and gripping the steering wheel, stammered out, “Oh please, have mercy! We’re just hired guns! It was Belinda! She forked over a cool hundred grand for us to whisk you away and sell you off in some mountain dump!”

Belinda hadn’t said that Noella could fight!

With a nonchalant “Drive to Imperial West Hospital,” Noella might as well have been the Grim Reaper sharpening his scythe. The driver nearly lit the steering wheel on fire getting her there.

As soon as Noella got out, she shouted at the guards at the door, “They kidnapped me!”

The guards had seen her coming and going from Imperial West Hospital and knew her as the pretty granddaughter of the Schnabel family who was also a chess whiz.

The hospital guards were special forces soldiers pulled from the ranks for duty. They were used to standing guard.

Hearing Noella’s cry for help, the special forces guys stepped up and quickly subdued the bad

guys.

“Thanks,” said Noella.

“Don’t mention it, Miss. Get inside. Mr. Marcel has been fussing over you for ages. We’ve got this!”

They all thought highly of Noella, a real looker who was polite and smart to boot–a true Schnabel family gem.

No sooner had Noella stepped into the ward than she heard Marcel’s robust voice, “Where’s my

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say she was on her way?”

you take your medicine today?”

up at the sight

three is waiting to play

knew Marcel was dodging the subject of his medicine. She gave the nurses

and handed over the daily meds to Marcel and said, “Take your

Grandpa. Be good.”

face. “Disgusting! Why are you

morning and had lunch with Beckett.

wanting to worry Marcel she kept mum about the kidnapping ordeal. She could

that bore? Shopping’s fine. My granddaughter ought to dress to the nines.

Thanks, Grandpa.”

led her to another ward. “Come on, let’s

to make Marcel lose at chess all the

with smiles, Heh, his granddaughter was a champ, winning

once the second–in–command of Harmonia Country, looked on with admiration. Judging the player by

into trouble, come to Tavian. I’ll fix it for you!”

it. “Who needs your big talk?

the bucket or not.

I’ve got to settle a score with this geezer!”

bowed to Tavian before

chilling aura. She sensed the presence of an assassin. It seemed the Cerulean

and entered the green–lit emergency corridor, pulling out her silencer–equipped

Schnabel Mansion

the door, flinging herself at Sienna who

saw Noella being taken

$3 million watering can crashing to the ground

are you talking about?”

the study

just discussing which country to buy Noella a

on

stern face, “Where did you see that? Why didn’t you call us? Why didn’t you call the police first? What if

into a van. I was so scared and I ran home to tell Mom and Dad.” Yvonne sobbed, displaying her cracked phone and bruised knees, the unfortunate result of her joy at seeing Noella’s

she even strolled around Rising Glory Mall treating herself to a shopping spree, a nice meal, and a full–blown skin

out his phone and called

about something that went down at three

that supposed to mean, Jasper? Of course. I was at the hospital taking care of Grandma. Ever since she’s been