Chapter 94

SARAH'S POV

As I glanced at the rearview mirror, I noticed a car trailing me. My heart rate quickened, and a chill ran down my spine. My instincts screamed that something was off, but I couldn't quite place it. I decided to take an alternate route, hoping to lose the tail, but the car mirrored my every turn. Panic bubbled beneath my calm facade as I gripped the steering wheel tighter, my knuckles white against the leather.

Out of nowhere, another car screeched to a halt right in front of me, completely blocking my path. I reacted quickly, slamming on the brakes and narrowly avoiding a dangerous collision. In the midst of the chaos, my hand bag went flying from the passenger seat, leaving a trail of crumbs across the dashboard. Before I could even comprehend what was happening, two imposing figures emerged from the car, their faces set in grim, foreboding expressions. With a predatory grace, they advanced toward me, their intense gaze locked squarely onto me.

Fear gripped me, cold and