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Chapter 326:

Wyatt, seated in the back, caught a glimpse in the rearview mirror as Zainab’s voice cut through the gusty air.

Zainab had already yanked off her helmet and was shouting, “Mr. Stewart p>

Her words carried over the wind’s howl, prompting Wyatt to bark, “Pull over p>

As Zainab caught up, Wyatt lowered the window with a swift press. Zainab quickly said, “Mr. Stewart, I spotted Mrs. Stewart earlier. She was being carried into an unmarked van, and Collen is following the van now. I p>

“Hop in and fill me in,” Wyatt interjected.

At his command, Zainab swiftly parked her motorcycle along the curb. Not daring to claim the seat beside Wyatt, she darted to the passenger side and slid in.

After a quick rundown of what she had witnessed, Zainab dialed Collen’s number to inquire about his location.

“Collen says we need to head west of the city,” she said.

As Barrie veered the car toward the city’s western edge, Wyatt’s phone buzzed.

It was Davin calling.

а𝗱𝘥𝗂𝗰𝘁iv𝖾 𝘯𝗈𝘷е𝗹𝘴 on ѕ.𝖼оm

He had arrived at the restaurant, but in an effort to protect guests’ privacy, no surveillance cameras had been installed near the restroom entrance. As a result, they only knew that Amelia had been taken through the back door of the restroom. The kidnapper’s identity remained a mystery.

After hearing Davin’s words, Wyatt ordered him to rally his team and head west.

High above the city on the western overpass, inside the van, tension simmered.

“Leopard, we’ve got a tail,” Monkey muttered, eyes flicking to the rearview mirror.

Leopard, who had been dozing in the passenger seat, snapped alert and peered into the rearview mirror.

After a moment, Leopard said, “Ease off and pull over. Let’s see if he drives past us p>

As he spoke, he fished a handful of nails from the glove compartment and cracked the window open.

Monkey nodded, slowing the van while stealing a glance at the backseat.

The rear seats of the van had all been removed, with Amelia lying unconscious in the back.

Seeing Amelia still out cold, Monkey pulled the van over.

Collen, who had been shadowing the van, felt his pulse spike as the van came to a stop.

Given the desolate stretch of road, with only their two vehicles present, Collen had no choice but to brace himself and drive past the van, eyes locked on the rearview mirror.

Noticing the van wasn’t following, Collen slammed on the brakes.

A full minute passed, and the van remained still. Knowing the danger, Collen turned back anyway, determined to repay Amelia for having saved him once.

“He’s doubling back. That guy has clearly been following us,” Monkey said, spotting Collen’s approach, his face dark.

Leopard stayed silent, his arm slipping out the window with quiet menace.

Collen noticed Leopard’s move and hit the brakes, but it was too late.

Nails scattered across the road, and his tires screeched in protest, followed by a deafening pop. His car lurched to a stop, spared from flipping only by his quick braking.

In the van’s rearview, Leopard watched Collen’s car stop, then calmly withdrew his arm and shut the window.

Monkey whistled triumphantly, oblivious to Amelia stirring in the back, her eyes fluttering open.

“Damn it! How is he back on us?” Monkey snarled minutes later, catching Collen’s car closing in again.

“Speed up the car and lose him,” Leopard said coolly.

With that, Monkey slammed the gas pedal.

Though the van was old and battered, it had been modified. Watching Collen fall behind, Monkey said smugly, “Let’s see how he… Why can’t we shake him off p>

Before Monkey could finish his taunt, Collen’s car loomed once more in the rearview mirror, a stubborn specter refusing to fade.

Knowing that he had been exposed, Collen made no effort to conceal himself now. With a fresh spare tire mounted, he gunned the engine, speeding to catch up.

Collen aimed to force the van to a stop, continuously closing in on it, the sound of collisions echoing repeatedly.

The relentless thuds ignited a fire in Monkey’s eyes. “Damn it! This guy is begging for trouble p>

With a snarl, he snatched an iron rod from beside him and handed it to Leopard. “Kill him p>

Leopard gripped the rod, shoved the passenger door slightly open, and waited. As Collen’s car surged closer again, he swung with savage force, aiming for the driver’s side window.

Collen’s reflexes kicked in; he ducked toward the passenger seat just as the glass exploded inward. His car veered wildly, slamming into a tree with a sickening crunch.

Monkey pulled the van to a stop nearby, a wicked grin curling his lips as Leopard stepped out, rod in hand, exuding menace.

Leopard yanked open Collen’s car door and swung at his head, but Collen, quick as a flash, dodged the blow.

From the van, Monkey’s mocking laughter rang out. “Leopard, you’re getting rusty p>