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.

took

the sports car’s door

stood in front of the damaged car impatiently, looking at the

men from the BMW got out

checkbook, adopting the attitude of an affluent woman, and

men were momentarily

and said aggressively, “You think having money makes

rich?!” Esther swiftly wrote a check and handed it to the men

tore it into pieces, then casually put it in his

aren’t you?” Esther

be insane, but

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

car, hopped inside, started it,

the sports car drive off, cursing under his

greatly amused the

“Get lost!”

men in

Logan walked away from the scene

men in the BMW laughed

longer in sight, Logan took out his phone and checked a