The dark highway stretched ahead of them, endless and empty, but the tension in the car was suffocating. Leila’s eyes were glued to the rearview mirror as the headlights from the distant car behind them grew brighter, drawing closer with every second.
“They’re gaining on us,” she whispered, her pulse quickening. There was no doubt in her mind—it was Marcus’s men. They had been found.
Lily glanced at the mirror, her face tight with concentration. “Hold on,” she said, her voice firm as she pressed down on the gas pedal. The car surged forward, the engine roaring as it sped down the road. But the headlights behind them didn’t waver—they were still closing in.
Ethan’s eyes flicked between the road ahead and the car behind them. “Do you think we can outrun them?”
“I can try,” Lily said, her
