Chapter 1497

However, before Shannon could dial 911, the phone signal was clearly being jammed. The next moment, a few rustling sounds echoed around them. As the group looked up, they saw their car surrounded by several rough-looking individuals, all dressed like street thugs. The thug at the front kicked the front of the car hard, his face twisted into a vicious snarl. "Get out of the car, now! You think you can call the cops here? Do you know whose territory you're on?" The kick was strong enough that it could be heard echoing in the night, yet the luxury seven-seater remained perfectly still, unshaken. Still, the sight of the dirty mark left on the car caused Zane's brow to furrow involuntarily. That was his car. It got dirty. The driver, a former soldier personally arranged by Benjamin, reacted instantly. He yanked the steering wheel, attempting to break through and push past the thugs blocking their path. But before he could make it even a few feet, two old vehicles came barreling down t