Stuart Truman felt a shiver in his heart; this was definitely not Victoria Carter's idea, it must be Marilyn Carter's scheme.
Otherwise, how could everything be so tightly interlinked, each step so cautious, completely accounting for him, even making every move unpredictable for him.
Stuart Truman's heart sank a few degrees, it seemed today would likely end in disaster.
Since this place was only at the middle of the mountain road, Joshua Sulliven probably wouldn't lead people so far out to ambush, so the only one he could rely on was himself.
Stuart Truman lowered his eyes and pondered, images of the woodland outside the car window floated in his mind.
If it was purely about skills, he was confident Victoria Carter was not his match, but right now he was unarmed, while Victoria had a gun in her hand.
Moreover, there were many mercenaries on guard in the car, even if he could subdue Victoria and escape the car, those armed people in the car surely wouldn't let him go.
