"Go after them."
The three words came out calm and weightless, as if a stray thought had barely grazed him — one too insignificant to pull him fully from the hazy dregs of sleep.
The last syllable was swallowed whole by the engine's sudden, thunderous roar.
The car lurched forward like it was trying to hurl everyone out the back window. Jin Xueli was caught completely off guard — the force slammed her forward, and she barely caught herself on the front seat before she would've gone tumbling onto Han Liuyue behind her.
Her heart was slamming against her ribs, but sitting back down obediently wasn't something her curiosity would allow.
She stayed plastered to the front seat, eyes wider than usual — through the windshield, the glass became a movie screen, the night road rushing up to meet them, streaking past. Through a lens blurred with mist, the red taillights of the black SUV swelled rapidly larger.
