The road curved through the hills. The moon hid behind clouds. The forest whispered with the wind. Lucian’s car roared as he drove. His eyes were sharp on the road. His men followed in two black cars behind him.
They had been chasing for miles. The blood trail led them this way. Liam’s car was fast, but he was bleeding. He could not go far. Lucian knew that.
Dario’s voice came through the radio. “Boss, we still have eyes on him. The car’s smoking. He’s slowing down.”
Lucian pressed harder on the gas. “Don’t lose him.”
The headlights cut through the dark. They turned a bend, and there it was — Liam’s car. It swerved across the road and stopped near the woods. Smoke came from the hood. The door opened. A figure stumbled out.
Lucian narrowed his eyes. “He’s running.”
Liam ran into the t
