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.

I cared about

raised my hand

"Chloe!"

needed

His phone isn't

the rearview mirror, I saw two wedding cars speeding

stretch of road wasn't particularly crowded, so I

their gas pedals, aiming

I abruptly released the accelerator and stomped

screeched violently against the

"Fasten your seatbelts! Now!"

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

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

pulled this unexpected move. The two vehicles, unable to adjust in time,

earlier was still holding up the rest of

car around and charged straight toward them

as she gripped her seatbelt

two cars closed in, I deftly controlled the wheel and veered just enough to skim past one of the wedding cars, knocking

they'd heard the sound of

hear the driver of the white car in

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

away

then the car behind it surprisingly slowed down in sync, creating some space between us. I quickly spun the wheel and turned the car

popped his head out of the window,

slammed her head back into the

her phone, ready to call Harlan. After

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

could rely on now

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

"Where are you?"

this whole

was on speakerphone, so I could clearly hear Harlan's

the rearview mirror and saw a Kia Carens aggressively weaving

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

never imagined he'd be the one to

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

What the hell

was absolutely

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

wait

though brief, were a

We had taken out two