Shadows Between Us (Stella and Sebastian) novel Chapter 102

Chapter 102

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In a flash, Stella instinctively clamped onto Sebastian’s shoulder and pushed him back into his seat, shielding him. Her eyes flashed coldly as she zeroed in on the source of the noise, her moves seamless, almost instinctive.

Sebastian’s deep, unreadable gaze lingered on her hand gripping his shoulder.

The loud bang came from a crash in the lane beside them.

A car got hit and ended up stopped right in front of their own ride.

“Sebastian, are you-” Allan turned around, but his words died in his throat when he saw the way Stella and Sebastian were positioned. He almost let out a teasing wolf-whistle.

Stella ignored Allan completely, her gaze landing outside the window past Sebastian’s shoulder, checking out the scene.

The crash was setting off a chain reaction, and things were quickly spiraling out of control.

Traffic in several lanes was at a complete standstill.

“Mr. Gray, let me step out and check,” John said gravely.

But before he could even unlock the console, Stella cut in from the back seat, “Don’t get out!”

Her tone was cold and alert, every word laced with warning.

“Stella, what’s up?” Allan’s face snapped to serious in an instant, and even John turned to look at her. Only Sebastian stayed icy and unmoved, like a glacier; nothing could shake him.

Just as if to prove Stella’s instincts right, the roar of a motorcycle engine blasted up from behind. Seconds later, a guy wearing a motorcycle helmet pulled up right next to the Maybach.

He raised his hand. A silenced pistol flashed into view. He pointed it right at the back seat, through the window.

“Sebastian,” Before Stella could make a move, Sebastian, expressionless as ever reached out and held her firmly in place.

His icy stare fixed on the assassin outside, the killer clearly there to end him, and he didn’t even blink. “Don’t move.”

The assassin fired six shots right at the window. Shell casings were scattered across the pavement, but the Maybach’s window didn’t even get a scratch, like nothing had happened at all.

The assassin was so shocked that he almost forgot to breathe.

‘Damn it, this is the most humiliating moment of my entire career!’ he cursed inwardly. ‘What kind of monster-grade bulletproof glass is this? Seriously? How is this thing so freaking tough?’

People nearby finally snapped out of their shock and started screaming.

Everything instantly descended into chaos.

“He’s out of bullets,” Stella said, stuffing the still-out-cold Lucas into Sebastian’s arms. Without missing a beat, she popped the lock and hopped out of the car.

Sebastian glanced over.

Allan froze.

John was shocked.

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Lucas was deep in his sleep.

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“Damn, Stella, are you crazy!” Allan nearly lost it, watching the assassin gun the throttle, ready to bolt in the chaos.

But Stella didn’t even blink; she vaulted over the Maybach’s hood with one hand and launched a kick.

With a massive thud, the assassin and his bike were sent crashing to the pavement.

The wheels were still spinning like crazy.

“Shit,” The assassin, helmet still on, barely had time to feel the pain before a shadow dropped from above and Stella landed a savage kick right between his legs.

The assassin, now totally incapacitated, howled in pure agony.

His frame curled up like a dying shrimp, completely folded in half.

‘Seriously, does she even care about the basic rules of fighting?’ the assassin cursed inwardly. ‘She just went straight for the family jewels without a second thought? What guy could possibly survive that kind of hit?

‘Unless he’s got some kind of steel armor down there or something?’

Inside the car, it was dead silent.

John and Allan were still frozen mid-move, halfway through unbuckling their seatbelts. Their expressions froze, and without even thinking, they both snapped their legs shut and instinctively tensed up.

For a second, they actually felt a little sorry for the assassin.

‘Man, as guys, that’s gotta mess you up for life,’ they both thought, wincing inwardly.

“Who sent you?” Stella crouched in front of the assassin, her whole vibe screaming streetwise and dangerous, face completely expressionless.

The assassin just stared back, silent.

“Spit it out!” Stella barked.

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The assassin clammed up, refusing to say

word.

Getting fed up, Stella flipped up the helmet visor and was instantly greeted by a face so red and twisted it looked like he’d just been run over by a truck, sweat streaming down like he’d run a marathon.

Stella wondered, ‘Did I, maybe go a little overboard just now? Wait, did I just bust his nuts for real?’

Stella, not really all that sorry, asked, “Need me to call you an ambulance or something?”

The assassin just stared at her, completely speechless. ‘Please, just put me out of my misery!’ he begged inwardly. ‘Just let me die already! God, I’ve never been tortured like this in my whole damn life!’

Stella met the assassin’s accusing, miserable stare in silence, her own face blank.

After a beat, she awkwardly reached out and, without a word, gently pulled the helmet visor back down over his face.

Allan, who had just stepped out of the car, could only stare in disbelief.

‘Stella’s actually, surprisingly considerate, Allan thought, a bit taken aback.

The

cops rolled up fast after someone called it in, and when they saw the mess in front of them, they were totally stunned.

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“I’ll go with you guys to give my statement,” Allan said to the police, then leaned over to Stella and whispered, “You’re on your own. Sebastian’s got that scary look; he’s definitely not happy.”

Stella looked genuinely puzzled. “Wait, he’s mad at that guy?” She pointed straight at the assassin, totally missing Allan’s hint.

Allan, convinced he’d spelled it out, could only stare at her in disbelief, thinking, ‘Girl, how are you still not getting this?”

Allan shot Stella a look that screamed, ‘Good luck surviving this,’ and turned to follow the cops to their car. But out of nowhere, things took a turn.

The guy who’d been curled up on the ground like a shrimp suddenly started twitching, his limbs stretched out, and then he just went completely still.

Suddenly, a tattoo showed up on his skin.

“Shit,” Allan muttered, checking for a pulse at the guy’s neck.

After a long second, he glanced up at the Maybach’s back window, still sealed tight.

He shook his head.

The guy was gone.

All eyes snapped to Stella.

Stella wondered, ‘No way, did I really just kick a guy to death?’

Her brain went into overdrive, frantically scrolling through every legal loophole she could remember.

“Poison. Suicide,” Allan said.

Allan’s good looks went stone cold in a heartbeat as he flipped up the visor. Sure enough, the assassin’s lips were already turning blue, a dead giveaway for poison, and the kind that kills fast.

Stella frowned. She got back in the car.

The moment she opened the door, a blast of icy air hit her, cold as ice shards..

Stella turned to look at Sebastian, confused.

She instinctively looked over at Sebastian, who was staring right back at her, stone-faced and unreadable.

John, sitting stiff as a board in the driver’s seat, didn’t dare make a sound.

‘Man, it’s freezing in here,’ John thought, shivering inwardly.

Suddenly, Lucas stirred in Sebastian’s arms, adorably rubbing his eyes with his little fists. He paused mid-rub when he spotted Stella sitting across from him.

His eyes widened. ‘Stella?’ Lucas thought, instantly recognizing her. ‘Hug!’

Without hesitating, Lucas wriggled straight into Stella’s lap, snuggling up to her without a care in the world.

Stella reached out for a hug.

But in the next instant, Lucas was suddenly dangling in mid-air, completely out of her grasp.

Lucas blinked in confusion, his head tilted like a puzzled puppy.

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Stella blinked, just as lost.

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She looked up at Sebastian, who was still stone-faced and radiating that icy vibe. Stella was just as baffled as Lucas, thinking, ‘What’s going on here?’

Sebastian shot Stella a chilling glare, then spun Lucas around so the kid’s back was to her. His voice was frosty as ever. “No hugs for you until you get your head straight.”

Lucas, still groggy and half-asleep, looked adorably baffled, totally lost.

Stella wondered, ‘Who’s Mr. Gray even throwing a fit at?’

*****

It was late at night on Sandridge Island.

Allan had just gotten back from the police station.

As soon as he stepped into the living room, he hunched his shoulders, shivering all over as if he’d just been hit with a blast of icy static.

‘Did I just walk into the Arctic

Sining?’ Allan thought, shivering.

Allan cleared his throat awkwardly. He glanced over at the group sitting on the couch.

No one paid him any attention.

Allan scratched his nose awkwardly and headed over to Sebastian. On the way, he passed Snowball, the big white python, who was just lying there, looking totally out of it.

Allan stopped and asked, “Where’s Eggie?”

Allan was just trying to break the ice.

Snowball was stunned for a moment.

Allan couldn’t help but wonder if he was seeing things. ‘Is Snowball actually giving me a super resentful look with that big snake face?’ he wondered.

‘So, uh, where’s Eggie?’ Allan wondered.

Snowball opened its big mouth nice and slow.

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