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?"

at me and smiled. "You're

a black sedan trailing us at a steady distance. It looked familiar, but I

pace. Serious and confident, Faris drove into an abandoned airport where Jason had once taught me to

followed us in. Faris stopped near some houses at the edge of

he said, in a

He got out first.

him out of the

stopped not far behind

go," Faris said, pulling me towards a

legs and quick pace,

going?" I asked anxiously in a low

didn't answer; he just pulled me to a corner and listened intently. I stayed quiet. It was deserted

allies. I could only trust myself. When a figure appeared, Faris kicked him

noticed he was clutching a camera. Faris yanked it from his neck and smashed it on the ground,

backward. Faris kicked him a couple more

fled the

to ask who they are and why they

on his hips and looking fierce, sneered at my

ask? Seems you're still kinda

staircase nearby.

the way, and I quickly

house's rooftop. From there, we

sedan was still there. The guy Faris had dealt with earlier was holding his sore back and running over to the car, nodding and bowing to someone inside.

license plate. Next time you see it, you'll know who it is," Faris's voice cut through the wind

the

thinking we'd have to come out

walked to the other side and pointed

from here. Follow this road, turn right, and

"But what about Michael?"

his head and grinned. "Don't sweat it. I'll tell

a

out why he was helping me. After spending so much time with him today, I felt Faris wasn't as bad as

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

and bolted down the stairs,

if Ethan was still at the driving school entrance. When I hit the

no time, his car pulled up

I told him Michael had to go home and wasn't coming back to the driving school, so I

the driving school. If I did, would he make me give up learning to drive? But I didn't want to

I decided

got home, Faye called to say

was injured, Ethan

in the living room, watching TV,

his antics this morning, and

scratch people anymore, got it? People won't like

meowed twice. Of course, I didn't think he