Chapter 86: Felecia

The car lurched as he slammed on the brakes. Felecia gasped and braced her hands on the seat in front of her, heart pounding.

A red van had come to an abrupt halt in the middle of the highway. It rocked slightly.

"Go," Jamie barked and reached under his jacket.

"What-?" Felecia didn't get her question out before she was thrown sideways.

Evan cranked the wheel and stomped on the accelerator, cutting off another lane of cars.

Something pelted against the back of the car.

"What's happening?" She twisted to peer back.

Jamie grabbed her by the hair and shoved her face down on the seat, his words drowned out by the sound of shattering glass. She screamed and threw her arms over herself.

"Hold on," Evan yelled.

Felecia curled into a tight ball. The sound of Jamie's handgun filled the space, the boom of it vibrating her bones all while tires screeched and the car swerved sickeningly.

This was because of her. These men could die.