Chapter 39. I Need Your Permission?
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Inside the back of a delivery truck, Nolan watched Jessica Jones, restrained by magnetic shackles made from pure vibranium, binding both her wrists and ankles.
He had spared no expense crafting them specifically for capturing super-powered individuals like her.
From his coat, Nolan pulled out a vibranium restraining band something he had prepared long ago.
He'd come up with two contingency plans, already suspecting that Jessica might've started to see through him.
What he didn't expect was just how sharp she actually was.
She had instincts those rare "detective" traits.
Clever, sure. But against someone who had prepared for everything? Still not enough.
"If you're awake, you can stop pretending," Nolan said with a smirk, staring down at her. "Didn't think your resistance to the sedative would be that high."
"Liar," Jessica muttered, opening her eyes.
"I didn't have another way to get close to you," Nolan replied calmly. "Sure, you had suspicions. You even found some of the evidence of my ulterior motives. But that's where it ended."