Chapter 64

No matter how many times Eleanor stepped on the brakes, the car wouldn't stop. Instead, it accelerated, as if possessed by a wild spirit. She remained calm, realizing this wasn't a mere malfunction. Someone had tampered with the car, and the prime suspect was clear—Nathan. Eleanor's eyes narrowed as she blamed herself for letting her guard down. She had grown complacent, forgetting her past life of constant vigilance. Nathan had outdone himself with this devious trick, ensuring any sabotage was undetectable without thorough inspection. As the car sped uncontrollably, Eleanor knew she had to act fast. If she didn't stop it, she risked crashing or even driving off Pikes Peak. Her attempts to manipulate the car's controls were futile. Jumping out seemed the only option, but the windows were jammed shut. Nathan intended for her to die. ... Meanwhile, the spectators at Pikes Peak and those watching the live broadcast sensed something was wrong. Why hadn't Eleanor stopped after crossing the