Chapter 440

Wulfric, meanwhile, couldn’t help but admire Varkas's driving. If I’d been the one driving today, I wouldn’t have been able to stop that car.

“Sir, you’re as brave as ever.”

“Cut the crap; contact the helicopter and get it ready — we leave as soon as we arrive.”

Varkas didn’t relax for a second; there was no way the enemy would have sent only one car to intercept Besta and her son.

His mind raced.