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

car’s door and shouted

car impatiently, looking

men from the BMW got

the attitude of an affluent woman, and asked, “How much

men were momentarily

menacing look and said aggressively,

a check and

the check from her, tore it into pieces, then casually

insane, aren’t you?” Esther

“I may be insane, but do you

a wad of cash from her car and handed it to the men driving the BMW.

the car, hopped inside,

drive off, cursing under

spectacle greatly amused the men inside the

“Get lost!”

Logan’s rage, the men in the

Logan walked away from the

the BMW laughed even

sight, Logan