Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

At that moment, I became the center of attention. While everyone else waited quietly for the red light, I slammed the gas pedal and sped through, making a sharp turn.

I finally understood why Wisteria had appeared-someone had used her as part of a scheme to keep Carter and Taylor preoccupied.

We were the real targets.

What a cruel and calculated plan!

Since they had replaced Taylor's men, it was clear this was orchestrated by someone from the Carlyns.

They had used Taylor's wedding as bait to try and wipe out the Sanders in one fell swoop-including Whitney and me.

The dozen or so cars behind us ran the red light as well. Thankfully, there was another lane of cars passing through legally, and a large truck moving straight ahead blocked several of the pursuers. Still, four cars continued to tail us closely, and it wouldn't take long for the others to catch up.

Time was running out. After killing someone, calling the police would only complicate matters-we couldn't risk it.

I steadied my voice and said, "Whitney, my phone's on the backseat. Call Taylor right now, tell him what's happening, and ask where we should go!"

"Got it."

Whitney quickly grabbed the phone and dialed. On the other end, Taylor sounded busy as well, with the wind howling in the background.

"Anna, are you okay?" His concern was unmistakable.

Compared to Taylor's panic and urgency, Whitney remained surprisingly calm. She briefly explained what had happened and asked which direction we should head.

"Head west! Don't go to the Whites! I'm sorry, Anna, the situation is out of control."

Taylor continued anxiously, "My men... They've all turned against me. It's him-he's back! Anna, head west and escape. I'll..."

Bang!

A gunshot rang out.

Where was Taylor? What had happened to him?

And what about Carter? Was he in danger too?

"Taylor, are you okay? What about Carter-"

I started to ask, but Whitney interrupted, looking up at me, "Chloe, the call was disconnected."

When I first realized we had gotten into the wrong car, I wasn't nervous. When I drove a blade into someone's heart for the first time, I wasn't nervous either.

But now, knowing that Carter and Taylor had been trapped and hearing the gunshot, I panicked.

My hands trembled uncontrollably, and the fear I had buried deep inside surfaced.

person I cared about most-he

my hand and slapped myself

"Chloe!"

I just needed to focus.

His phone isn't

rearview mirror, I saw two wedding cars speeding up,

crowded, so I pushed down on the accelerator as

their gas pedals,

they came alongside, closing in from both sides, I abruptly released the accelerator and stomped

tires screeched violently

"Fasten your seatbelts! Now!"

wheel, I sent the car into a drift, the front

were caught completely off guard. Their assumption was that I'd try to outpace them, so they were

I pulled this unexpected move. The two vehicles, unable to adjust in time, collided head-on,

that had separated some of the pursuers earlier was still holding up the rest of the convoy, leaving

the car around and charged

she gripped her seatbelt tightly. "Chloe, am I going to meet

just enough to skim past one of the wedding cars,

the sound of the collision up ahead, and now,

the white car in front of me screaming inwardly, "Don't come

four cars, there were still

veered away from

space between

popped his head out of the window, giving a

the

call Harlan. After all,

knew that if she called him now, he'd be anxious. But more importantly, if Mom heard the news,

could rely

rang, and Harlan's voice came through, "How are you? Are you

"Where are you?"

following you this

I

Carens aggressively weaving

of disappearing unexpectedly, and now Harlan had turned into her shadow. I had no idea when he had

imagined he'd be the

Kia Carens weaving through the black cars and shouted, "Hey, your driving skills

What the hell are

was absolutely furious,

enemy. If we get caught, it's pretty

just wait for

though brief, were a surprisingly comforting reassurance at that

We had taken out two of the cars, but there were still