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.

was the person I cared about most-he

I raised my hand and

"Chloe!"

I just needed to focus.

no! His phone isn't

cars speeding up, likely

of road wasn't particularly crowded, so I

have floored their gas pedals, aiming to take me

alongside, closing in from both sides, I abruptly released the

tires screeched violently against the

"Fasten your seatbelts! Now!"

the car

cars flanking us were caught completely off guard. Their assumption was that I'd try to outpace them, so they were ready for a high-speed

vehicles, unable to

was still holding up the rest of the

the car around and charged straight toward them

pale as she gripped her seatbelt tightly.

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

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

almost hear the driver of the white car in front of me

straight through. Besides these four cars, there

away from the white

some space between us. I quickly spun the wheel and turned

far ahead, a guy popped his head out

back into the seat. "Great-grandma, sorry,

to call Harlan.

more

person she could rely on

phone rang, and Harlan's voice came

"Where are you?"

this whole time.

speakerphone, so I

mirror and saw a Kia Carens aggressively weaving through the wedding

unexpectedly, and now Harlan had turned into

he'd be the one to turn

spotted the Kia Carens weaving through the black

hell

absolutely

our enemy. If we get caught, it's pretty much

just wait for

a surprisingly comforting

We had taken out two of the