The Billionaire’s Fight For Redemption (Noah and Sierra) novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193

“I swear, that’s all I know,” the guy rasps again and the sound of his voice is beginning to grate on every fucking nerve I have left.

Lilly stands, arms crossed, eyes blazing. “You’ve already said that. Tell us something that’s actually useful.”

He flinches, his gaze darting between us, his fear hanging thick in the room.

I step closer, crouching just enough so he’s forced to look at me.

“So,” I begin, voice low and steady. “You don’t know her name. Fine. Then give us something else. Is there anything that can point us in her direction?”

He shakes his head quickly.

“Did she pay you?”

“Just… just the deposit,” he stammers. “She said the full amount would come after the job was done.”

I nod. Classic. That’s how contract hits are structured. Partial upfront, full payout after the kill.

“Is she a first–time client?”

“No,” he replies, his voice trembling. “But it’s the first time she’s asked me to get rid of someone. The other times it was only scare jobs. Roughing people up. Breaking a few things, and that was years ago.”

Lilly scoffs, disbelief dripping from her voice. “And after all that, you still claim you don’t know her damn name?”

He shrugs helplessly, sweat dripping down his temples. “Look it’s not my business to know who my clients are. I don’t ask. I don’t pry. I just do what I’m paid to do.”

I study him quietly, watching the tiny microexpressions. He’s telling the truth.

“Payment method?”

“She wired the money to my account.”

Perfect. That’s something we can work with. Accounts are traceable, even through laundering, if you know what to look for. And we do.

I slowly turn to Lilly. “Get his phone. If we dig through his calls, messages, and transaction history, we’ll find her.”

Lilly smirks darkly and cracks her knuckles. “Gladly.”

The guy pales further at my words, but I don’t care. What matters is finding out who this woman is.

Lilly nods once, jaw tight. “What should we do with him?”

I shrug, grabbing a towel to wipe my hands. “Hand him to the police. I’m sure they’ll know what to do with him.”

Her head snaps toward me. “We just tortured him, and you want to hand him to the police? Are you insane?” She gestures wildly at the bloody tools, the chair, and the concrete floor. “This is illegal, Noah. We don’t need the police sniffing around and asking why the Wood heirs are experts in medieval pain techniques.‘

I scoff as I rinse the last of the blood from my knuckles. “I want to see them try.”

I dry my hands slowly, meeting her stare. “We own this fucking country for a reason, Lilly. There’s no way in hell

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Chapter 193

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Her lips press in a thin line before her shoulders relax, and she lets out a sigh. She then grabs my hand and pulls me to the side, away from the man groaning against his restraints.

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