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

my hand and slapped

"Chloe!"

fine. I just needed to focus.

no! His phone

two wedding cars speeding up, likely intending

stretch of road wasn't particularly crowded, so I pushed down

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

I abruptly released the

screeched violently against

"Fasten your seatbelts! Now!"

a quick turn of the wheel, I sent the car

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

I pulled this unexpected move. The two vehicles, unable to adjust in time, collided head-on, the

earlier was still holding up the rest

around and charged straight toward them

face turned pale as she gripped her seatbelt tightly. "Chloe, am I going to

I deftly controlled the wheel and veered just

drivers of the trailing cars were utterly stunned. Moments ago, they'd heard the sound

driver of the white car in front of me screaming

Besides these four cars, there were still 12

I veered away from the white

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

a guy popped his head out of the

the seat. "Great-grandma, sorry, I

pulled out her phone, ready to call Harlan. After all, Bill

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

could rely on now was

came

"Where are you?"

following you this whole time. Look behind

I could clearly hear Harlan's

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

of disappearing unexpectedly, and now Harlan had turned into

the one to

Carens weaving through the black cars and shouted,

hell are

was absolutely furious,

every wedding car is our enemy. If we

wait

brief, were a

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