Chapter 133
+25 BONUS
The next move Luisa made surprised even herself. She threw the car into reverse, her heart hammering as she quickly spun the wheel and backed up.
The car screeched as her side mirror clipped the vehicle behind he and broke, but somehow, she managed to squeeze through the narrow space left on the road. Tires screeched as she sped away.
“I did it!” She shouted, but her relief was short–lived when she glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the men running back to their cars, with one speeding after her. “They’re chasing me again!”
“Keep driving,” Kris instructed. “You’re close to where I live now. Zeke will share our location with you. Head toward us.”
Alden’s voice came through, his calmness somehow cutting through the tension. “Do what Kris says, Luisa. I’m on my way too.”
Luisa’s hands trembled on the steering wheel, but she pressed harder on the gas. The headlights of the car behind her filled the mirrors, growing closer by the second. Her body jolted as the car behind rammed into hers.
“They’re hitting my car!” she cried.
“They’re trying to force you to stop,” Kris warned. “Don’t let them. You’ve got to push through it.”
Just as Luisa focused on her escape, she saw the same car that had blocked her earlier speeding toward her from the front. It had obviously taken a shorter route to block her again.
Her breath caught in her throat, fear gripping her. But then out of nowhere, another car crashed into the one ahead of her. Luisa gasped, recognizing it as Alden’s car.
“Alden!” she cried as the two cars spun and overturned. Without thinking, she slammed on the brakes and jumped out, running toward his car.
Before she could get far, rough hands grabbed her from behind, yanking her back.
“Let go of me!” Luisa screamed, struggling against the man’s tight grip.
“Shut up,” a cold voice hissed in her ear, thick with a Russian accent. “You’re coming with me.” He began dragging her toward his car.
Terror seized her, but just as she began to think this was it, the screech of tires filled the air. Kris’s car came to a halt beside them, and both Kris and Zeke leaped out, their eyes blazing with fury.
“Let her go!” Zeke shouted, stepping forward.
The man tightened his grip around Luisa and pulled out a gun, pressing it to her temple. “One more step and she’s dead.”
Zeke’s fists clenched, his eyes darting to the gun. “If you hurt her, I’ll fucking end you.”
The man scoffed, speaking again in his thick Russian accent. “You’re forgetting something. I’m the one with the
gun.”
Kris stood beside Zeke, his gaze locked on the man. “You don’t want to do this.”
The man smirked darkly, his finger tightening on the trigger. “If you don’t get back in your car, I’ll kill her, and you’ll watch.”
Luisa’s mind raced, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn’t let him take her, but what could she do?
Chapter 133
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She glanced down at her feet, and without thinking, she lifted her leg. In one swift motion, she yanked off her stiletto and slammed the pointed heel into the man’s face as hard as she could.
The man screamed in pain, stumbling back and letting her go. Without wasting a second, she broke free and run toward Zeke.
Kris charged forward, knocking the gun out of the man’s hand and slamming him against the side of the car.
“Who are you?” Kris demanded, his voice low and dangerous. “What do you want with her?”
“Fuck off,” the man spat, jamming his elbow into Kris’s ribs.
Kris’s grip loosened, but before the man could grab his gun Zeke rushed over and delivered a punch to his mouth. Working together, he and Kris managed to pin the man to the ground.
All the while, Luisa stood frozen, staring at Alden’s car. Why hadn’t he gotten out? Oh God, she hoped he was okay. She needed to make sure he was okay.
She was just about to run to his car when the door of the second chaser’s car which Alden had crashed into opened, and the man stumbled out holding a gun.
She froze, her heart dropping as he aimed the gun directly at her. Everything moved as if in slow motion as a gunshot rang out.
Luisa squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself for the pain but it never came. Instead, she felt a weight slam into her, knocking her to the ground.
When she opened her eyes, her breath caught in her throat. Someone had jumped in front of her and taken the bullet meant for her.
