Matteoâs task was to shadow the black SUV closely, avoiding any crashes while staying within armâs reach.
The tension made Matteoâs palms slick with sweat.
Suddenly, a loud âcrashâ echoed as Mitchel employed a window breaker to shatter the SUVâs back window.
The glass exploded into shards, scattering and cutting Lauren.
Yet, Lauren appeared unfazed, maintaining her relentless hold on Raeganâs throat.
Seeing Raeganâs face grow increasingly purple, Mitchel couldnât delay any further.
He extended his hand to Matteo and said, âGive me the connector.
â
Matteo handed over a gadget that looked akin to a USB stick.
Mitchel peeked through the window, issuing a command in a deep tone, âWhen I instruct you to steer right, turn the wheel sharply and make space.
â
Matteo was still trying to piece together the plan.
In an instant, he observed Mitchel leaning out the window, his arm outstretched to clasp the SUVâs window frame.
Matteoâs face turned pale, realizing Mitchelâs intentions.
Due to the windowâs jagged remnants, Mitchelâs hand was bleeding, yet he persisted.
Matteo couldnât contain his concern and said, âMr.
Dixon, youâre risking too much!â
Mitchelâs expression was resolute, his focus unwavering.
âTurn right!â
Hearing the command, Matteo, with no time for doubt, yanked the wheel to the right, his back soaked in sweat.
Suddenly, a hiss filled the air.
The tires wailed, protesting against the asphalt.
Mitchel leaned against the car window, stretching his arm into the SUV to snatch Lauren.
The black SUV kept rolling forward.
It couldnât halt.
Yet, as they raced forward, Mitchel had to bend his legs to avoid touching the ground.
Otherwise, any small mistake would send him crashing headfirst onto the road, all blood and broken bones!
Raegan was nearly choked to the point of Losing oxygen.
Her mind was foggy, yet her hands clung to the steering wheel.
She knew she couldnât afford to let go of the steering wheel.
Mitchel was already here for her.
Raegan believed if she persisted, he would come through for her.
Raegan clung to that steering wheel, not just for herself but for Janey and all who cherished her.
Lauren caught sight of Mitchelâs determined visage close by and saw the intense hatred in his gaze.
âRelease⦠Release her!â Mitchel demanded.
The wind and resistance made it tough for Mitchel to speak clearly.
Mitchel repeated with emphatic force, âRelease her!â