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

I raised my hand and slapped myself across

"Chloe!"

needed to

His phone

I saw two wedding cars speeding up, likely intending to

road wasn't particularly crowded, so I pushed

pursuers must have floored their gas pedals, aiming to take me down in

in from both sides, I abruptly released the accelerator and

violently against

"Fasten your seatbelts! Now!"

quick turn of the wheel, I sent the car into a drift, the

Their assumption was that I'd try to outpace them, so they were ready for a

this unexpected move. The two vehicles, unable

holding up the rest of the convoy, leaving just

and charged straight toward

face turned pale as she gripped her seatbelt

cars closed in, I deftly controlled the wheel and veered just enough to

the sound of the collision up ahead, and now, a luxury car was hurtling straight toward

white car in

Besides these four cars,

I veered away

it surprisingly slowed down in sync, creating some space between us. I quickly spun

guy popped his head out

slammed her head back into the seat. "Great-grandma, sorry, I might be

ready to call Harlan. After all,

be anxious. But more importantly, if Mom heard the news, what if it caused an

she could

voice came through, "How are you? Are

"Where are you?"

following you this whole time.

I

Carens aggressively weaving through the wedding cars, trying to break free of

Zoey had a habit of disappearing unexpectedly, and now Harlan had turned into her shadow. I had

the one to turn the

black cars and shouted,

the hell are

was absolutely furious, cursing

every wedding car is our enemy. If we get caught, it's

wait for

brief, were a surprisingly comforting

We had taken out two of