Stefan's POV:
“Giselle, baby, that rascal is driving that damn truck like a bloody sports car at the moment!” I said, looking at the truck from the rear-view mirror.
“Then what are you waiting for? Increase the damn speed!” Giselle nearly shouted and I did as she asked.
The truck followed us like a bloody tail!
“Increase the speed more!” Giselle commanded.
“Baby, we are in the mountain area. We have already crossed the speed limit. The twists and turns are crazy here. If I increase the speed more, we are going to have an accident with or without the involvement of that red beast behind us!” I replied in an agitated tone.
“Fine, then I will call Kevin. He will call the police for us and inform them about our situation”, Giselle said while removing her cell phone.
Thankfully, there was no rush on the road today, and we lost the sight of truck due to a blind U-turn.
Giselle also stopped dialing Kevin’s number when the truck was nowhere to be found.