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

I raised my hand and slapped myself

"Chloe!"

needed to

His

wedding cars speeding up, likely intending to box us in from

road wasn't particularly crowded, so I pushed down on the

floored their gas pedals, aiming to take me down

they came alongside, closing in from both sides, I abruptly

screeched violently

"Fasten your seatbelts! Now!"

wheel, I sent the car into a drift, the front spinning around in

assumption was that I'd try to

unable to

truck that had separated some of the pursuers earlier was still holding up the rest of the

car around and charged straight toward them

turned pale as she gripped her seatbelt tightly. "Chloe,

controlled the wheel and veered just enough to skim past one of the wedding cars, knocking off

stunned. Moments ago, they'd heard the sound of the collision up

driver of the white car in front of me screaming inwardly,

couldn't go straight through. Besides these four cars, there were still 12

veered away from the

sync, creating some space between us. I quickly spun the wheel and turned the car around. en

head out of the window, giving a

back into the

ready to call Harlan. After all, Bill

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

she could rely on now

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

"Where are you?"

you this

so I could clearly hear

Kia Carens aggressively

now Harlan had turned into her shadow. I had no idea when he had

the one to

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

What the hell are you

absolutely furious, cursing

our enemy. If we

just wait for

were a surprisingly comforting reassurance at

forced myself to concentrate. We had taken out two of the cars,