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 and shouted

car impatiently, looking at the point of impact. “Why are you so

BMW

out a checkbook, adopting the attitude of an affluent woman, and asked, “How much will

were momentarily

menacing look and said aggressively, “You think having money

wrote a

check from her, tore it into

insane, aren’t you?” Esther

“I may be insane, but do you

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

the car, hopped inside,

sports car drive off, cursing

greatly amused the men inside

“Get lost!”

rage, the men in

had been humiliated, Logan walked away from the

the BMW laughed even

Logan took