The Woman From Hell

Seeing that Shannon was fine, my heart, which had been suspended in the air, finally eased back down.

The traffic police arrived after a while to disperse the onlookers. They put down a few roadblocks and came to Shannon to inquire about the incident.

""You are..."

"Collins."

The traffic police heeded her response and took out a notebook. "Miss Collins, can you tell me what happened?"

Shannon leaned against me. She gritted her teeth as she began recalling. "I remember... starting my car and turning into Spring Road when I suddenly saw a car speeding up toward me from the right the moment I reached the center. I thought they were trying to pass, so I quickly moved out of the way. But they were so fast that I was pushed to the side."

The traffic police nodded and confirmed with his companion nothing was missing while Shannon looked at her scratched-up car with a complicated gaze.

The sunken side of the car was enough for me to imagine just how horrifying that moment was.

If it was not for Shannon's quick reflexes, she would have...

I did not dare think about it anymore and looked at the traffic police. "We can provide a dash cam if needed."

"Right!" Shannon's eyes lit up as she smacked a fist into the palm of her other hand. She almost lost her footing and tugged at her wound before letting out a breath of relief.

glanced at her

the scene, I helped Shannon take a seat by the side of the road. I brought a bottle of mineral water from a passerby and treated the bruise on

water hit her wound. "Ah, ow...

how she

heaved a sigh of relief. As I was wiping off the water on her leg with a tissue, I suddenly realized

shoulder solemnly. "Can you tell me

was a little confused by my question but still

started driving right after she did that I finally realized what

as a spine-tingling guess, I concluded the

stood up quickly. There were two cars on the opposite side

white, and that belonged to Shannon, but the owner of the gray car

dispersed just now. The person must have taken advantage

look on my face and asked suspiciously, "Wanda, what's

you back later." did not want her to live in worry, so I shook

failed once. I did not know when they would strike again, so I might as well

car, we could just pay someone

restrained by my efforts to conceal the situation from her.

given up, but I managed to send