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.

the person I cared about most-he couldn't

hand

"Chloe!"

needed to focus.

His phone isn't

saw two wedding cars speeding up,

so

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

in from both sides, I

screeched violently against the

"Fasten your seatbelts! Now!"

sent the car into a drift, the front spinning around in an

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

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

of the pursuers earlier was still holding up the rest of the convoy,

around and charged straight toward

gripped her seatbelt tightly. "Chloe, am

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

the sound of the collision up ahead, and now,

white car in front of me

Besides these four

away from the

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

head out of the window,

the seat. "Great-grandma, sorry, I might

her phone, ready to call Harlan. After all, Bill wasn't

But more importantly, if Mom heard

only person she could rely on now

came

"Where are you?"

following you this whole time. Look

so I could

into the rearview mirror and saw a Kia Carens aggressively weaving through the

like Zoey had a habit of disappearing unexpectedly, and now Harlan had turned into her shadow. I had no idea when he had caught

never imagined he'd be the one to turn the situation

black

the hell are

absolutely

our enemy. If we get

just wait for

words, though brief, were a surprisingly

two of the cars, but