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The Princess was so terrified that she lost the ability to scream.
She watched the man who closely resembled Hank Clegg, move at a speed almost too fast for her eyes to follow as he got out of the car and opened fire.
The bodyguards by her side hadn't even drawn their guns before he systematically shot them down.
The pistol had a silencer, so there was no sound of the bullets being fired, but as they hit the bodyguards, they exploded on impact, splattering her face with blood.
She had only brought four bodyguards, each highly skilled, but within the span of a night, all four were consecutively shot.
The last one drew his gun, but before he could fire, he was already hit.
The man walked over, pressing the muzzle of his gun against her heart, "Where is Daisy Wright?"
He asked her.
The Princess was by now completely panicked.
Her gaze involuntarily drifted towards the nanny van parked nearby.
The driver inside the vehicle, shaking, was pulling out a gun.
