Chapter 623
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Aria had her fill of lounging and rose, instinctively gazing into the distance. She sat facing the dense forest and then slightly smiled.
“She spotted me,” Owen suddenly murmured to himself. “We’re totally in sync.”
Skinny was speechless. He thought to himself, ‘Damn, this lovesick fool.’
Moments later, Owen watched as Flynt approached Aria from a distance. Behind him, two bodyguards dragged a blood- soaked man and, when Flynt stopped, unceremoniously dumped him onto the ground.
They asked, “Sir, what should we do with this guy?”
Flynt turned back impatiently. “Why’d you drag him here? Just throw him in the mountains and let the wolves have him.”
They said, “Yes, sir.”
The half-dead man was dragged away again. Aria gave them a glance with indifference before she looked away, utterly unfazed.
The sensible bodyguards promptly brought over a chair. Flynt settled beside Aria, tracking her gaze into the distance. “Looking at Owen?”
Aria smirked, “Take a guess.”
Flynt smirked and said, “I guess Owen’s long gone by now. No way he’d stick around waiting for you.”
Aria couldn’t be bothered to respond.
Flynt leaned casually on the armrest of the lounge chair and looked at her. “Ms. Saxon, you’re really living it up. If not for the shackles on your ankle, no one would believe you’ve been kidnapped.”
Aria remained silent.
Flynt said, “Ms. Saxon, you don’t seem the least bit afraid on my turf-bathing when you want, sleeping when you want, sunbathing whenever you please. Should I take that to mean you really trust me? That you think I wouldn’t hurt you?”
Aria tilted her head, meeting his gaze with a smirk. “Narcissism is a sickness-get it treated.”
Aria rose, casually patted her clothes, and turned to disappear into the tent.
“We’re heading to the lab tonight. Ms. Saxon, make sure you’re well-rested.” Flynt was still there.
Skinny, who’d just seen the scene through his binoculars, leaned in and whispered, “Cap, do you think Flynt’s got a thing for Aria?”
Owen said, “Alert the others. They’re packing up and may leave tonight.”
Skinny could only reply, “Okay.”
That night, Flynt waited outside the tent as Aria emerged. He said, “Just a precaution, Ms. Saxon-you wouldn’t mind if I checked you for tracking devices, would you?”
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Without a word, Aria raised her hand expressionlessly.
Flynt scanned her body with the device but found nothing amiss. Still, he knew it couldn’t be that simple-even though this was the world’s most advanced detection device.
He thought, “Taking Aria away was a spur-of-the-moment decision, so she couldn’t possibly prepare anything that quickly. I can’t have her undergo a full body search. Pushing her too far might make her bolt midway-that’d be trouble.’
Flynt set aside his doubts and said, “Get in the car. We’re leaving.”
As soon as Aria got in the car, Flynt took the opposite seat and handed her a black blindfold. “It’s a long drive. You’ll need to keep this on the whole way.”
Aria took the blindfold without hesitation, slipped it over her eyes and tied it securely. Then she leaned back against the seat
to rest.
The engine roared to life as the car pulled away. Flynt’s gaze remained fixed on Aria’s face.
Aria said, “Mind your gaze. Annoying.”
Flynt chuckled. “No wonder you’re a good assassin, Ms. Saxon. Your instinct never sleeps, does it?” Then he looked away.
“Flynt’s a real sly fox,” someone muttered.
Flynt’s team kept zigzagging through villages and fording rivers, and their pursuit was blocked at every turn. They’d been on the move for an entire day. Without the tracker, they would’ve lost Flynt’s trail hours ago.
Owen said, “Just the general direction will do.”
After knowing that Aria was heading to the lab, Vanessa updated Owen on her location every half hour. To throw Flynt off their trail, the team deliberately took decoy routes afterward.
Aria’s tracker finally settled, placing her on the outskirts of Torrenia.
Owen received the update, and his worries melted away. “Stand down,” he ordered.