Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

Before Courtney could even speak, a motorcycle raced towards them from behind, its rider wielding a baseball bat. As it reached them, the rider swung fiercely at the rear window. Courtney blocked the blow with his arm and shouted, “Drive, now!”

Orson snapped to action, flooring the accelerator and speeding ahead. They were in a top-tier sports car, yet the motorcycle clung to them desperately, repeatedly striking the window.

Lysander, who had only basic training with Hawk and no real combat experience, shielded himself with his backpack and yelled at Orson, “Can’t you go any faster?”

“This is as fast as it gets!” Orson was more worried about the shattered glass flying towards them, threatening their looks.

Courtney attempted to open the car door to fight back, but it was jammed out of shape and wouldn’t budge. Instead, he kicked out the door’s glass, grabbed the handrail, and leaned out agilely to kick the pursuing motorcyclist into the roadside greenery, sending both rider and bike tumbling out.

Orson, stunned, said, “You should’ve told me to open the roof earlier; this is a convertible!”

Courtney’s mouth twitched in frustration, not understanding why their leader had such a foolish brother.

Lysander cursed, “Then open it already!”

“Stop it,” Courtney leaned forward, pushing Orson’s head aside and grabbing the steering wheel, “Step on it!”

Orson reflexively pressed the accelerator. Courtney executed a sharp right turn, drifting neatly around the corner. Just as they made the turn, they heard a crash from the bend they’d just left; another motorcycle had collided there, and a rider lay on the ground.

“Damn, how many more of them are there!” Orson didn’t see another motorcycle following.

Courtney, not bothering to reply, turned to Lysander, “Send Miss Reed our location!”

Lysander quickly took out his phone, called Tina, and relayed their current situation and location.

The noise on the other end mirrored their own turmoil, “Handle it yourselves; meet at the foot of the mountain in ten kilometers!” Tina hung up after speaking.

The mountain ten kilometers away was a scenic spot in Ashbury, on the outskirts of the city. And Tina was already driving towards it.

“Tina, make a left and circle back for me,” Jared said as he opened the car door and jumped out deftly.

Knowing what to do, Tina sharply turned the wheel, reversing directions, and stopped steadily beside Jared.

At that moment, Jared had already knocked down two approaching motorcycles and jumped back into the car.

The surroundings quieted for a few seconds, Jared gripped the handrail, his expression dark.

No gun. It was uncomfortable.

He had been suspended, his firearms confiscated, and faced with such a sudden situation, he couldn’t notify the Bureau in time.

In a moment of respite, he called Nathan, telling him to gather at the mountain base, and explicitly instructed him not to bring any team members.

Tina glanced at the scattered remains of several motorcycles behind them.

Just ten minutes earlier, on their way to meet Courtney, seven or eight motorcycles had suddenly emerged, their riders armed with baseball bats, charging at them.

This ambush had been planned in advance, not a mere tailing, or else she and Jared would have noticed.

The real question was, even she had only known about the meeting spot last minute, so how could these ambushers have been informed?

Tina’s eyes flashed fiercely with a cold light.

There was a traitor within the Mountain Veil Order!

The only people who knew her real-time whereabouts were Courtney and Cole, who she had been in contact with, and the brothers summoned from nearby.

After the last empty raid in East Bay, she suspected there was a leak.

Initially, she thought it was someone from Bureau X, but now it seemed like there was unrest within the Mountain Veil Order itself.

She had founded the Mountain Veil Order herself and had never anticipated a betrayal!

She trusted everyone in the Mountain Veil Order completely. Who could it be?

Just then, Cole called. Upon answering, a loud explosion sounded from the other end, “Serena, we’ve been ambushed. Several brothers are injured. How are you?”

“Take care of yourself.”

“Alright, I’ve sent them to find you; I’ll join you once I’ve handled this mess.”

Tina hung up and tossed the phone to Jared, “Cole’s run into trouble too.”

Jared opened the phone to find the confidential contact for the Mountain Hawk.

The Mountain Hawk replied quickly, “I don’t know, I was just following the real-time location.”

Jared was certain there were no trackers on their car or on them, and their phones weren’t tracked, so the leak must have come from Courtney’s side.

Immediately, Jared messaged Courtney, “Shut down all communication tools!”

He sent a string of code that only Courtney could understand.

After receiving the message, Courtney instructed Lysander and Orson to turn off their phones, then pulled up a location on the car’s navigation system, “Head here.”

Orson was completely baffled, “Aren’t we heading to the mountains?”

Lysander and Courtney shouted simultaneously, “Just go where you’re told!”

Orson rubbed his head and spoke no further.

Throughout the journey, Courtney was relentlessly attacking the pursuers, and finally, they reached a quieter stretch of road.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

She slumped in the back seat, breathing heavily.

It was then that Orson had a chance to speak, “Who are these people? After you or me?”

He was from the Farrell family and was no stranger to kidnappings and ambushes, but he had never seen anything on this scale; one might think they were filming a movie!

Courtney tied her hair back up; her glasses had fallen off at some point, revealing her bright eyes.

“I don’t know.”

Orson glanced in the rearview mirror, his heart skipped a beat, almost causing him to lose control of the car!

Lysander steadied the handle, “Are you capable or not?”

Orson turned away, “Yes, of course I am capable!”

A very capable Orson managed to drive to the designated location half an hour later.

It was a barbecue street at the foot of the mountain.

Tina and Jared had arrived twenty-five minutes earlier and had already eaten quite a few skewers.

Courtney’s expression was somewhat indescribable upon seeing this.

She thought that even if Tina and Jared were not as disheveled as herself, they would at least be out of breath.

But the two acted as if nothing had happened and were even eating!

Seeing the three get out of the car, Tina generously handed over a skewer of lamb, “You’ve had a tough time, have some!”