Chapter 437 Thrilling! Street Racing

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.

the fear

the person I cared about most-he couldn't be

thinking, I raised my hand and slapped myself across

"Chloe!"

I just needed to focus. Call

no! His phone

I saw two wedding cars speeding up,

wasn't particularly crowded, so I pushed down on

must have floored their gas pedals, aiming to take me

from both sides, I abruptly released the accelerator and

violently

"Fasten your seatbelts! Now!"

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

us were caught completely off guard. Their assumption was that I'd

The two vehicles, unable

some of the pursuers earlier was still holding up the rest of

turned the car around and charged straight toward

face turned pale as she gripped her seatbelt

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

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

the white car in front of me screaming inwardly,

Besides these four cars, there were still

I veered away from

slowed down in sync, creating some space between us. I quickly spun the wheel and turned the

a guy popped his head out of

the seat. "Great-grandma,

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 if it

only person she could rely on now

and Harlan's voice came through, "How

"Where are you?"

this

on speakerphone, so I

into the rearview mirror and saw a Kia Carens aggressively weaving

of disappearing unexpectedly, and now Harlan had turned into her shadow. I had no idea when

be the one to turn

Carens weaving through the black cars and shouted,

What the hell are

absolutely

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

wait

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