Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

Xander squinted into the distance, watching the beam of the flashlight bobbing further and further ahead.

He was exhausted. Especially since no matter how hard they tried, the gap between them and the flashlight's bearer never closed.

Shawn, panting heavily, felt like his lungs were about to burst. "Hey, why doesn't she just turn off the flashlight if she knows we're following her? A light in the dark is like a neon sign." Was Stella just plain dumb? Or did she seriously think she could outrun a bunch of guys? But hearing the labored breathing around him, Shawn fell silent.

Xander shot a cold glance at Shawn. "Why do you think?"

Shawn met Xander's eyes, his mind stalling. "Yeah... why?"

Stella, the woman ahead of them, didn't seem to tire. She never slowed down, not even once.

Xander, his breaths ragged, suddenly pulled out his gun and fired at the light. The flashlight flickered and stopped moving entirely.

Shawn's breath caught, and his eyes widened in panic. "Have you lost your mind? Are you tired of living on the run? If you are, don't drag me down with you. This is insanity!"

For years, Ronald had been ready to skin them alive while they were still searching for Stella, and now Xander had just...

"Great, now we can't even hide in Patrina anymore. Ronald will dig us up from any hole we crawl into."

He couldn't believe Xander had just shot what he thought might be the little princess of the Quinn family.

Xander, expression icy, said nothing as he strode forward. Shawn and the bodyguards followed suit.

Within minutes, they reached the source of the light, only to find a large German Shepherd on the ground. A flashlight was strapped to its head, and a phone was secured to its back. Everyone present was left speechless.

Shawn's mouth twitched. "Uh, this... was a dog?"

Where was Stella?

Shawn glanced at Xander, whose eyes were now a brewing storm, ready to unleash at any moment. Stella had truly outdone herself this time.

Shawn muttered, "Where's her?"

Silence was the answer.

"How did she pull this off?"

No wonder they couldn't catch up- they'd been chasing a dog the whole time.

In Xander's own territory, she had tricked them into chasing a dog while she slipped away unnoticed.

"This is the toughest dog in the pack, isn't it? How had Stella done it? How did she get past the dogs without getting bitten? Was she not afraid?"

Shawn was at a loss for words to describe Stella.

"She is something else, raised by Mr. Quinn himself. She's got quite the brain. She used a dog to fool you?"

The more he spoke, the grimmer and colder Xander's aura became. Wasn't it obvious?

Xander let out a sardonic laugh and turned to Avery, the lead tech. "Find her, now."

Avery was already tapping away on his tablet, running all sorts of traces.

Stella must have taken a phone with her, but the maid's phone was on the dog. So, which phone was Stella using?

Avery located every phone in the

mansion, and the security team split into two groups. One stayed there, the other continued searching the mansion.

It didn't take long for Avery to

It didn't at Stella had taken one of

discover

Xander's spare phones and found her location.

"Mr. Schultz, she's about ten kilometers northwest, using one of your spare phones."

Shawn's eyes widened as he turned to Xander, a mixture of astonishment and respect for Stella's cunning.

Once, she had seemed like the innocent lamb among the Quinn family's wolves. But now? She was a sharp, clawed cat.

Shawn exclaimed, "Ten kilometers? She has some serious stamina!"

In such a short time, she had managed to put ten kilometers between herself and them, on foot?noveldrama

Xander gave Shawn a look as if he were the dullest tool in the shed. "The other direction."

He was seething, his anger barely contained.