Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 1011

Chapter 1011

Chapter 1011:

“Aren’t guns supposed to be illegal here? How is he even carrying one?” Nora whispered.

Amy didn’t know much about her boss’s background, but she knew enough to trust that the head bodyguard had

legal clearance. She gripped Nora's shoulder tightly. “Nora, don’t worry. You can ask my boss about it later. Right

now, your safety is what matters.”

Nora, remarkably composed, replied, “We will be fine. The bodyguards are doing their jobs well.”

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She was so collected that she even critiqued the head bodyguard’s shooting technique.

“You should adjust your angle slightly upward. It'll improve your chances of hitting the tire.”

Amy clasped a hand over Nora's mouth. “Hush,” she whispered. “Let's not cause trouble. Just stay quiet.”

To Amy's surprise, the head bodyguard considered Nora's advice.

He adjusted his aim and fired again, successfully disabling one of the pursuing vehicles.

The head bodyguard hadn’t pegged Nora as someone with firearm knowledge. He'd assumed she was just

another sheltered young lady.

As the chase intensified, additional bodyguards joined the fray, but their pistols lacked the necessary range and

impact.

Passing motorists, alarmed by the gunfire, sped away from the scene, flooding the local police station with

panicked calls.

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Suddenly, a bullet struck the window beside Nora, leaving a spiderweb of cracks.

Her eyes flashed with anger. “Do you have a spare weapon?” she asked, her voice cold.

The head bodyguard hesitated. The driver, however, produced a pistol and tossed it to the back seat.

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“Do you even know how to shoot?” Amy asked, snatching the pistol before Nora could reach it. “This isn't a

game,” she said sternly.

She understood Nora's desire to help but knew it wasn't necessary.

Guns were not toys, and without experience, Nora was more likely to hurt herself. The recoil alone was enough to

unsettle someone untrained.

Nora extended her hand, her voice steady. “Amy, give it to me.” A steely resolve flashed in her eyes. “Let's see

who's the better shot.”

Although Nora had never fired a gun before, she had observed the head bodyguard closely and didn’t think it

looked too difficult.

Their enemies were like persistent flies—irritating and hard to swat away.