NovelStartChapter 261 The flashing red and blue siren lights stood out brilliantly against the darkness.
When Robert saw that the vehicles behind them were police cars, his expression changed instantly. He hesitated for a quick second before looking down and sent a message to Carlisle.
Within those few seconds, two patrol cars caught up from behind.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKatrina had already lost hope, but the sudden sound of sirens made her snap her head up and look behind her. When she saw the police cars closing in, a flicker of hope lit up in her eyes, and the weight in her chest finally eased.
After all, they were still in the city. Even though this road didn't have much traffic at night, the commotion they caused was bound to draw attention.
Her gamble had paid off. Katrina breathed a slow sigh of relief, finally allowing herself to relax.
The two police cars sped up when they saw the car ahead refuse to stop, boxing in the vehicle that Katrina was in.
A warning sounded from a patrol car, "Your driving violates traffic regulations. Pull over immediately for inspection!" Mark's face was grim as he slowed down slightly and glanced toward the passenger seat. He asked, "Robbie, what do we do? Should we stop?" The police continued to repeat their warnings. If this went on any longer, it would probably make the news headlines by morning.
Robert closed his eyes in hopelessness, his expression weary. He had been working for Carlisle the longest, and it was because of the latter's trust that he had been assigned this task. Now that he had made a mess of things, he feared what would happen when they went back.
He took a deep breath and opened his eyes. "Pull over." "Yes." Mark didn't dare to delay any further and slowly pulled over to the side of the road.
The police cars stopped by the road as well. One officer walked over and knocked on the window, and Mark rolled it down.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe officer bent down and glanced inside. His gaze lingered on Katrina for a moment when he noticed the passengers at the back, and he frowned slightly. "Everyone out of the car. Driver, showyour license." The two bodyguards in the back looked to Robert for instructions. "Robbie, Mrs. Zachman-" Before they could even finish, Robert dismissed their concerns with a wave. "Get out of the car." "But-" The police officer's urging cut them off.
Left without a choice, the two bodyguards could only release Katrina and step out of the car. Katrina pulled her coat tighter around her and followed them out.
The officer was verifying Mark's driver's license and asking about what had just happened. When he saw the rest of them getting out, his gaze fell on Katrina, and he noticed she only had slippers on. He immediately becalert
m He had already sensed the atmosphere was off inside the car.
These men were dressed like m bodyguards, but what kind of m squeezed into bodyguards into the back seat with their employer? And now that he had a proper look at Katrina's outfit, things se vel even more suspicious. sŵ
The officer whispered a few words to his colleagues and banded them the ve driver's license. Then, he walked over to Katrina.
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