PHILIP SCOTT: THE LOST HEIR

CHAPTER 146

The night was shrouded in darkness, the moonlight barely breaking through the heavy clouds as Jessica and her team crept closer to the convoy. The thrum of adrenaline coursed through her veins, heightening her senses as they navigated the terrain with caution. The trucks, a pair of heavily armored vehicles, loomed before them, their engines humming softly as the guards outside maintained a vigilant watch.

“Stay low and keep your voices down,” Phillip instructed, his whisper barely audible over the low rumble of the trucks. Jessica nodded, her heart racing as they approached the edge of the clearing where the transfer would take place. They had anticipated a tight security detail, but nothing prepared her for the reality of the armed guards, their hands resting casually on their weapons as they exchanged low conversations.

As they settled into position, Jessica couldn’t help but scan the area, searching for any weaknesses in the guards’ vigilance. She caught Ethan’s eye, and he offered