His Devious Rule

Both were looking out for Anya in their ways. Without knowing the complexities Anya was going to face, Jason was confident in her whereas he was preparing to cause an uproar in the country.

Even if Alvin trusted in Anya who wouldn\'t put her life in danger due to Zane, he also knew Anya could entrust Zane and her parents to him if necessary.

How was he going to sit and wait for her in a different country?

Every nerve of him wanted to snap at Jason on the call and barge into the Garnet township to keep Anya safe. But he felt trapped.

He always knew what he was doing and how to deal with the situation but he became helpless when it was Anya and her job.

He was the one who encouraged her to continue the job when she was waiting for her resignation to be accepted. Importantly she loved her job.

Upon that, Anya trusted him to stay put in Narnia giving her real GPS location. He didn\'t only deceive her to get the GPS, he was putting her in a questioning position by following her. 

Should he back out, leaving her in danger?

He won\'t be able to forgive himself if something happens to her. Thus he was adamant about going by his plan. 

Rob, who was halfway arranging Alvin\'s commands paused when he heard the loud infuriated voice from the mobile although the call wasn\'t on speaker.

Thus he stilled without knowing what was right to do when Anya was in the middle of the mission. The more they learned about Anya and understood the depth of the secret mission, it was becoming mysterious.

Wouldn\'t she know her job? 

Will her team select her without knowing her capability?

Frankly, Rob wanted to ask Alvin to calm down and leave from there so that Anya could do her job. However, he was smart to stay quiet as it was Anya whose life was in danger.

Alvin needs to learn that he shouldn\'t intervene in her job. If she wants help, she will ask Alvin. Wouldn\'t she?

Nonetheless, Alvin\'s voice rang in the car, "Proceed with the plans."

Rob could only accept the commands.

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In a Garnet villa,

Jackson was right in his thoughts. Anya just wanted to assemble her handgun in the restroom and change her position in the living hall. Miles shouldn\'t have sent the man behind her.

From the corner of her eyes, she gauged the man who was dragging her towards the bedroom that had an attached ensuite. He was much taller and more muscular than her. However, that wasn\'t the factor to determine who is stronger and who will win if they fight. 

Nevertheless, Anya didn\'t want to alert the men outside so quickly. So she has to take down the man in silence without any noise.

But how?

If the burly man finds any of her actions suspicious, he will beat her, if not kill her right there. Thus she gets only one chance to strike at him and zero chance to make any kind of noise.

The man pushed her inside the bathroom and commanded her in his hoarse voice and foreign dialect, "Be quick."

Anya meekly hummed and entered inside. As soon as she stepped inside, a glint flashed in her eyes looking at the spacious ensuite of the bedroom.

Pushing the door without locking it, she quickly shifted anything that the man could grab and glanced at the door that slowly opened. She quickly hid at the side and slid the pocket knife into her hand. 

A thin sharp black blade gleamed under the light. It wasn\'t the first time she killed a criminal thus there was determination in her eyes. Clutching the hand towel in her right hand, she tossed the liquid soap bottle on the ground.

\'Tap… tap… tap…\'

When the burly man heard the sound, he glanced at the open bathroom door. Doubtful, he took a peek inside the bathroom, and he saw nobody inside. 

Panicked thinking there could be an escape, he rushed inside to take a look without seeing the bathroom door lock behind him.

Anya stepped on the commode and leaped in the air. Her feet landed on his calf and slammed his knee to the ground. Her right hand went around his head and shoved the towel into his mouth. At the same time, the thin knife sliced deep inside his neck and came out smoothly.

The scream of pain was silenced by the towel. The blood spurted out of his veins like water gushing out of the tap. 

Anya slowly dropped his upper body down the floor when the white floor started painting red. His body shook violently on the floor while he was struggling to take a breath and numb to react.

Dot\'s voice sounded in her earbuds as he had seen everything from her spy camera, [You should leave the room.] He knew she would throw up if she stayed any longer.

Dot was right. The smell of blood raided her nostrils making her stomach lurch but she clenched her teeth and looked away from the man who would lose his life in a few more seconds. 

She had no time to fret over it. Quickly washing the dots of blood from her hands, she wiped off the traces of her fingerprints from the tap and other things. 

Because she was on a secret mission. She shouldn\'t leave traces as much as possible. Neither she nor any team will clean up the mess they create.

Wearing the skin-colored gloves, she fished the handgun out of the dead body. She checked the Springfield Armory XD handgun. It had all 19 bullets safe in the magazine. More than enough for her to take down all the men inside the villa.

She shoved the handgun behind her to the belt, under the jacket. She was preparing to leave the ensuite when she heard Dot ask her in hysteria, [Officer Owen, did you bring your husband?]

Anya froze at the door. Her clasp and the door knob increased as her eyes widened. Her brown lens glistened due to the humidity. She felt hard to breathe realizing Alvin involved himself again in her mission. 

\'Not again.\'

More than the fear of losing her job, Anya fears whether she will be able to prove her husband has no hand in the trafficking of students.