Chapter 183

Wyatt's heart raced. The group of machete-wielding men caught up to where they were just after the car managed to drive off a couple of meters down the road. If it were a second later, they would have not been able to escape. "That was close. I'm basically trading my life for 20 thousand dollars." The driver glanced in the rear view mirror and felt so much fear that his face ashened. At this moment, Wyatt was feeling a tad awkward. Lana was still sitting on his lap. It was tight in the taxi. He could not even budge. The car was moving at lightning speed. Any uneven surface would send the car shaking violently. It is further worsened by the fact that the woman's dress was made of a thin material. "Miss, why don't you…why don't you sit in the middle?" Wyatt was feeling uncomfortable. "Oh, no! Owen!" The woman exclaimed. Wyatt turned his head to the side. Owen could no longer sit upright. He had fallen down and was lying down on the seat. The backseat was even more cramped t