Chapter 88 The True Protection

• Hawk stared at the monitor, watching Echo struggle—one hand on her stomach, the other gripping the gun. Her face was twisted in frustration as beads of sweat dripped steadily from her forehead.
• Hawk shook his head. "Working for the boss isn't easy. Right now, this just looks like punishment, but when the time comes, she'll realize the benefit. She just doesn't get it yet."
• Cobra arched a brow, glancing at Echo on the screen. "Maybe she does get it. Or maybe... she just doesn't have what it takes."