Chapter 93: Stay safe
With the three bikers down and out, Ethan sighed in relief "thank God, it ended just this way" he mused. He adjusted his mood as he steadied the car but Jessica voice tore through his thought disrupting his plan.
"Ethan there is truck coming head on, there are staging another accident, quickly turn around to the direction you are coming from and accelerate your speed. After 20 kilometers pack the car".
Ethan barely had time to process Jessica’s command before he caught sight of the massive truck barreling toward them at a full speed with its headlights beaming like the eyes of a predator.
Ethan’s hand instinctively tightened on the steering wheel as his pulse raced.
"Damn! They’re not backing down at all!" he cursed under his breath, swiftly spinning the wheel to make a sharp U-turn.
The tires screeched against the asphalt, the car jerking violently as he struggled to regain control.
Davis froze at the sound as it all came crawling back —The blaring horn, the screeching tires, the world flipping over. The excruciating pain. His body tensed as the vivid memories clawed at his mind, dragging him back to the accident that had cost him everything.
His breath turning into a shallow, panic seeping into his veins like poison.
"No... No..." he muttered, barely audible.
Jessica snapped her gaze to him. She recognized the signs instantly—his trembling fingers, the distant, unfocused look in his eyes, the rapid rise and fall of his chest. He was reliving it.
"Davis, look at me," she urged, grabbing his hand. When he didn’t respond, she squeezed it tightly, forcing him back to reality. "Breathe with me. In... out. Focus on me."