âHow do you knowâ¦â Derek began asking.
But he instantly realized something wasnât right and abruptly changed his tone, exclaiming, âStop spouting nonsense!â
Perhaps he was still on a high from meeting his lover.
Besides, it was late into the night, and his mind wasnât as alert as during the day.
He nearly revealed something, which could have been a_ huge mistake.
âDo you think everything you say is correct? Stop speaking rubbish.
Be careful walking about at night.
You might get such a fright that you drop dead!â Derek threatened malevolently and got into his car to get out of here.
Nicole tapped on his car window, intent on asking him more questions when suddenly, he started the car and sped off.
Nicole didnât bother going after him.
Although it was late, she was still in a residential area, and she wasnât afraid of him.
However, chasing him might provoke him to react desperately.
Her first thought was to call Rhett, but it was very late.
So, she texted Rhett to update him about the situation instead.
Surprisingly, Rhett was still up and replied, âIâll investigate this man.
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Nicole got back into her car.
Her next plan of action was to stake out Leightonâs house and use Leighton as a breakthrough point.
What she currently knew wasnât enough to prove that something was amiss with Jarrodâs forensic results.
She needed some solid evidence, like a confession.
However, Nicole knew it would be tough.
Jarrodâs men were always cautious.
They probably bribed and threatened people to secure their loyalty.
It was difficult to make someone confess the truth when they had been bought.
So, Nicole felt it was wiser to collect more proof.
The private meetings between Derek and Leighton were suspicious in themselves.
If she could build on this evidence, even if she didnât have enough to turn the tables completely, it could capture the mediaâs attention and pressure the agency into retesting Jarrod.
With this in mind, Nicole started her car and had just rounded the corner when she spotted a sedan hurtling directly toward her.
The vehicleâs high beams blinded Nicole, and she squinted to look past the glare.
In just one second, the car was in front of hers, speeding wildly.
Alarm bells went off in Nicoleâs mind.
This car seemed to be gunning for her.
Making a split-second decision, Nicole jerked the steering wheel hard, tilting her car to one side and narrowly avoiding a collision.
She could finally see clearly.
It was a silver sedan.
In fact, it was the same one Derek had raced off in earlier in a state of panic.
He had now returned to the scene.
A horrifying possibility crossed Nicoleâs mind.
She quickly shifted gears to get away, but because the car was in such poor condition, it stalled after just a few inches.
Her car sat alone in the middle of the night on the secluded street.
Nicole heard the screeching sound of Derekâs car accelerating, and a dazzling beam of white Light Lit up the darkness behind her.
Nicole peeked in the rearview mirror, only to be blinded by the intense light.
It was obvious that since Derek hadnât managed to crash into her with his speeding car, he had turned around to finish the job.
The engineâs roar and the glaring light drove home the point that Derek was determined to ram into Nicoleâs car and wreck it completely.
Nicole couldnât figure out why Derek, who had just fled in a cold sweat, would suddenly take such a drastic and dangerous step.
Where did he get the courage?
Nicole didnât have time to dwell on these questions.
She frantically shifted gears again, pressing down hard on the accelerator.