My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Inside the BMW.

The man who had returned to the car was asked by his companions, “Were they tracking us?”

“No,” the man replied with a sly smile. “Just a rich girl and her toy boy.”

“How do you know she’s a rich girl?”

“I saw her when she entered the motel. With a flashy car like that and dressed in an evening gown, it was obvious she came from some fancy event.”

“Good eye, my friend! You’re quite observant!”

“Once we finish this job, I’m getting myself a sports car!”

“Yeah! After this job, we’ll buy sports cars and villas and invite beautiful ladies for parties!”

The occupants of the car cheered excitedly.

“What’s going on with the car behind us?”

They all looked at the car behind them in unison.

Logan was driving, and Esther was fighting for control of the steering wheel. The sports car wobbled unsteadily on the open road. Just as the men in the BMW were enjoying the spectacle, the sports car unexpectedly rammed into the BMW.

BMW took a hard

the sports car’s door

impatiently, looking at the point of impact. “Why are you so angry? What’s

from the BMW

adopting the attitude of an affluent woman, and asked, “How much will it cost to repair the

were

walked over to Esther with a menacing look and said aggressively, “You

if I’m filthy rich?!” Esther swiftly wrote a check and handed it to the men in the

snatched the check from her, tore it into

aren’t

be insane, but do

cash from her car and handed it to the men driving the BMW. “Take this

around the car, hopped inside, started it, and drove

the sports car drive off, cursing under

spectacle greatly amused the men inside

“Get lost!”

Logan’s rage, the men in the BMW

had been humiliated, Logan walked away from the

men in the BMW laughed

BMW was no longer in sight, Logan took out his phone and checked