Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

Chapter 276

It was a little past ten at night, and this out-of-the-way suburban road was eerily quiet, almost like something out of a ghost story.

Allison had been driving for over ten minutes when she noticed a black car that seemed to be tailing her. This road didn't just head to the airport; there were other turn-offs up ahead that could take you elsewhere. Even if it was just an airport route, having another car behind wasn't exactly weird-maybe they were airport- bound too.

But there was something about that car that made Allison uneasy. She'd spotted it earlier, waiting at a red light back in the city. It had been parked just behind her at an angle. So, from the city to this stretch of suburbia, it had been shadowing her the whole time.

A shiver ran down her spine, leaving her with goosebumps. As she slowed down, the car behind did the same, showing no interest in overtaking. And when she sped up, it matched her pace.

That's when she knew for sure—it was following her.

Allison reached for her phone, ready to call for help. Meanwhile, in the car behind, the driver frowned and said to the guy in the back seat, "Boss, I think she's onto us."

"Go for it," the boss replied.

suddenly-BAM! The silence was ripped apart by a deafening crash. The black car behind had slammed

into the roadside barrier with a crunch, the front crumpling like a piece of paper, airbags exploding out. Her phone slipped from her grip

to clear it and fumbled to grab her phone. She needed to call for help,

spraying everywhere. Someone

hand reached in, unlocked the door, and roughly

demanded, instinctively trying to fight back as she was dragged from

side of the road. Inside the cramped car, she hadn't had much room to put up a fight, but now outside, she fought back fiercely, breaking free and

he hadn't expected a woman

his breath, spitting out profanities

no match

of blood streaming down his face. Using both hands and feet, she