Imprisoned While Pregnant, She's Back for Payback novel Chapter 186

Chapter 186 Run for Her Life

Chapter 186 Run for Her Life

Finn’s mind was a tangled mess, but he still followed Layla’s line of sight.

The phone screen lit up with a blaring warning.

His heart thudded as he snatched it into his hand.

A message flashed across the inbox–short but shocking.

“I’m in danger! Please call the police!”

His eyes narrowed at the words.

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Finn knew it was Tess’s phone’s emergency alert system–she couldn’t even send him a normal

message.

This was the only way she could cry for help.

Finn’s chest felt as if a giant hand had clamped around it, making it difficult to breathe.

The message came with a link. He tapped it instantly, and a map popped open.

Tess’s location was pinging from the eastern outskirts of Aetheris, the route trail showing every step she’d taken in the past hour.

He forced himself to stay calm, but the path was obvious–it was leading straight to the far eastern edge. And there was only one place beyond that.

Vongolia.

A hot–cold rush of adrenaline surged through him.

“Eastgate outskirts. Toward Vongolia!” His voice was a low, sharp bark as he slid behind the wheel.

His words startled Zane, who was still on the phone. Zane was hurriedly wrapping up the call and jumping in the car.

“Wah! Wah! Lay! Lay!”

Layla, who had been quiet until now, suddenly burst into loud sobs, squirming violently in the nanny’s arms to reach for Finn.

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She was strong, and her strength caught the nanny off guard. The nanny glanced at Finn helplessly.

His hand paused on the ignition; countless possibilities swirled in his mind before he said, “Get in.”

It took a moment for the nanny to realize he was talking to her. The second the words left his mouth, Layla stopped crying–almost like she understood.

Zane’s eyebrows shot up.

Is this what they call mother–daughter intuition? He didn’t dwell on it.

Finn had hit the gas. Zane lurched forward, barely catching himself before his forehead met the windshield.

The car shot forward like an arrow, the speed impossible to miss once they hit the busier

streets.

A traffic officer stepped forward to flag them down, but before he could lift a hand, a call from his superior ordered him to stand down.

With no one blocking their way, the Maybach tore on, soon rattling over a stretch of uneven gravel.

In less than an hour, the sky had turned dark.

Meanwhile, Tess was curled in on herself at the bottom of a shallow pit she had dug with her bare hands.

All around her stretched an endless sea of weed. The growth was thick and tall, but her dark- shade clothing still stood out against it.

Somewhere nearby, the murderous driver was hunting her down with a car. On foot, she didn’t stand a chance of outrunning him, so she’d chosen to hide and wait until he passed before making her move.

“Slut!” his voice rang out, mocking and cruel. “When night falls in these hills, the bears come out. You better come with me than get torn apart.”

The driver’s curses and threats grew closer, each word chipping away at Tess’s composure. She lifted her head just enough to cast a terrified glance around her.

Night was closing in quickly; the evening wind had turned biting and was cutting through her

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clothes. It hissed through the grass with a sound eerily like a bear’s low growl.

A tremor ran through her chest.

Crap! T–there aren’t really bears here, right?

“Dang it! You can run, huh?”

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Finding nothing, the driver’s voice rose in frustrated profanity before the rumble of the car began to fade.

Only when the engine noise had dwindled into the distance did Tess dare to lift her head above the rim of the pit.

The vehicle’s taillights glowed faintly before vanishing altogether.

But she didn’t move just yet.

There was no guarantee he wouldn’t double back, and she’d already pushed that murderer past the point of reason. If he caught her now, escape would be almost impossible–and the suffering certain.

She clenched her teeth as the cold wind cut across her skin. Her injured knee throbbed, a dull ache growing sharper in the chill.

After holding her breath for what felt like an eternity and hearing nothing but the whisper of grass, she began to crawl out.

Hunched low, she crept until she reached the broad trunk of a tree, using it as cover before she finally straightened.

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