"Shit." Ariel cursed immediately pressing her hand brake, not too far from her are elites of the organization arrayed in a single file.
The director might have gotten the news of what she did, but how? Could it be that one of the enemy men managed to send a beacon.
Counting the people before her, they were up to ten, if it were ordinary people she shouldn't have worried about it, but these were among the best of the best in their fields and were all skilled in martial arts, so yes, it's going to be a bit difficult for her.
Getting down from her bike, Ariel pushed it into the woods and removed her helmet placing it on the bike.
She packed her hair in a high bun, her eyes sharpened, scanning through the men ahead of her.
