Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 261 The Chase

This was a twisty mountain road. Sliding down that dirt slope would lead to the road below.

Rhyns and his buddy were sprinting ahead, with the cops right on their tails.

In the dead of night, all you could hear were the sounds of running and the shouts of the police. "Rhyns, if you keep running, I'll shoot!"

Suddenly, the sound of an engine roared from a distance.

At that moment, Rhyns hit a fork in the road, and two motorcycles were coming from different directions.

The rider on the opposite bike sensed something was off and slowed down.

Just then, the motorcycle coming from the bend charged straight at Rhyns, knocking him to the ground. His buddy rushed over, panicking, to help Rhyns up.

"Rhyns, you okay?"

Rhyns clutched his chest, spat out some blood, and glared at Faris, who was on the motorcycle.

Rhyns snarled, "Faris, so it was you who betrayed me."

He suddenly pulled out a gun and fired a shot at Faris.

Faris dodged, rolled off the motorcycle, and avoided the shot. The bike fell to the ground.

The person on the other motorcycle freaked out, hit the brakes, and tried to turn around to leave.

But it was too late. Rhyns took a few steps back, yanked the person off the bike, and held a gun to their head.

Rhyns shouted, "Anyone takes another step, and I'll blow his head off."

For the safety of the hostage, the cops didn't dare move forward.

The motorcycle was loaded with ducks, probably heading to the early morning farmers' market.

The guy looked like an honest farmer, scared out of his wits, and even started crying.

"Please, don't kill me, I'm just a simple farmer..."

"Shut up!" Rhyns snapped.

The cops didn't dare approach and tried to talk him down.

"Rhyns, don't make things worse. Put down your weapon and surrender."

Controlling the hostage, Rhyns quickly mounted the motorcycle. His buddy jumped on behind him, sitting back-to-back, using the hostage as a shield while still aiming the gun at the man's head. Rhyns gave us a mocking look and said, "If you don't want to harm the innocent, stay still. Once we're gone, I'll let him go."

With that, he revved the engine, and the motorcycle shot off, with the hostage screaming in fear.

It was tough for a motorcycle to carry three grown men and a bunch of ducks. In the struggle, the hostage fell to the ground.

care and just focused on

safe, the cops chased after

motorcycle Faris had ridden

Rhyns occasionally fired at me. I swerved the motorcycle in an S-shape to dodge the bullets, but

my eyes on the road ahead and

a fallen motorcycle blocked my path-it was

hard but still crashed into

faint sounds from the slope on the right. Squinting, I saw a figure moving

and the person behind fell to the ground. I

of cops arrived and handcuffed the guy I had pinned

escaped. The cops searched the area all night but couldn't

buddies were captured

helped me to the road, and Dennis

car, I

"Lonehawk!"

learned that Lonehawk

but the dim night made it hard

back to

contradictory, but in critical

listen to

Emily's opinion?

she was probably

down. I got into the car, and leaned back

you to the hospital," Dennis

and opened the

at Faris's place. I asked Dennis to drive to a spot

But if I don't take her back, Lonehawk is already exposed.

be able to leave Starlight City. I bet we'll catch him

go to the hospital first," Dennis tried

staring at that house

so we followed from a distance. We watched her get out and saw Faris hug

the mall and walked slowly along

looked at my arm and thought it would scare her, so I grabbed a

ran. Helpless,

very resistant, unwilling to talk or come near me. Her calm expression was tinged with indifference, and

if I caught every drug dealer in the world, hurting Emily was still my

disappointment was indeed

eyes pierced my heart. The only warmth I felt was her panicked expression and the concern in

military hospital to our home. During

in front of her. As long as Emily didn't leave immediately, and gave me a chance and some time, I would show her how much I loved her. She was curious about the gunshot wound, but I couldn't tell her much. The lies I told her were

Emily still took care of me as before, but she had changed. I

said that once I recovered, we would get a

how could I agree to

book, shamelessly and persistently, just to earn her forgiveness and keep her. In front of her, I had no

thought I needed a