Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 111 Someone is Following

Man, I was totally floored back then.

Faris muttered, "Damn," and chucked his phone aside, then leaned over and yanked the wheel the other way.

Just when I thought we were about to go flying off the edge, he somehow managed to whip the car around.

But he cranked the wheel too hard, and now we were veering inward.

"Ease off the gas, hit the brakes! Step on it!" he yelled.

The more freaked out someone is, the slower they react.

Seeing the car about to crash, I shut my eyes and slammed on the brakes. The car screeched to a stop. I just sat there, frozen in shock.

I was sure the tires had scraped the edge of the cliff, and if I'd been a second slower, we would've been toast.

"If you were driving a train, it would've derailed by now," Faris said, half-joking.

I looked at him, still trying to catch my breath. He was propping his head up with one hand, smirking at me.

Something about his words felt off, like he was getting a kick out of my freaked-out face.

His chill was impressive; we were just inches from death, and he could still laugh.

"For the sake of our lives, let's switch seats," Faris said with a grin.

I quickly grabbed my phone and got out to swap places with him.

I checked my phone; I had missed the call earlier, and Ethan hadn't called back.

Once Faris took the wheel, the car felt way steadier.

No denying, the guy had skills.

As we rolled up to the driving school entrance, I spotted Ethan's car parked there right away.

He knew I was at the driving school? Looked like he was waiting for me.

I was ready to hop out. But Faris suddenly floored it, showing no signs of stopping.

I said, both panicked and pissed, "What the hell are you doing? Stop the car."

He ignored me and kept speeding up, eyes on the road with a slight smirk.

"If you don't want gossip photos of us to end up in front of Ethan," he said.

I was stunned for a sec, then it clicked.

"Someone's tailing us?"

me and smiled. "You're not too dumb

a steady distance. It looked familiar, but

sped up, but the sedan kept pace. Serious and confident, Faris drove into an abandoned airport where Jason

Faris stopped near some houses at the edge of

said, in a commanding

He got out first.

followed him

stopped not

towards a narrow alley between

his long legs and quick pace, I

are we going?" I asked

to a corner and listened intently. I stayed quiet. It was

was nervous, unsure of the other party's intentions. Although temporarily aligned with Faris, I knew we weren't true allies. I could only trust myself. When a figure appeared, Faris kicked him hard, and the guy hit the

a camera. Faris yanked it from his neck and smashed it on

kicked him a couple more times and

the

"We forgot to ask who

hands on his hips and looking fierce, sneered

ask? Seems

old staircase nearby.

way, and I quickly

From there, we could see everything in

guy Faris had dealt with earlier was holding his sore back and running over to the car, nodding

it, you'll know who

I locked the

probably thinking we'd have to come out

other side and pointed to a road behind the

be seen, you can take off from here. Follow this road, turn right, and

"But what about Michael?"

his head and grinned. "Don't sweat it. I'll tell Michael your driving skills need more

felt a bit

so much time with

you'll fall for me, and then Ethan will be in trouble," he said with

bolted down the stairs, taking the small road

the driving school entrance. When I hit the main road, I called him and dropped my

his car pulled

back to

wondered if I should tell him about running into Faris at the driving school. If I did, would he make me give up learning to drive? But I didn't want

I decided

we got home, Faye called to

was injured, Ethan took over cooking

chilled in the living room, watching TV, and

picked him up, thinking about his antics this morning,

anymore, got it? People won't

didn't think he was agreeing