Chapter 1580
She did not notice the driver glancing at her through the rearview mirror.
Soon, Solomon sent another message. [What driver? Tracey, where are you?]
Tracey looked at Solomon's message, feeling puzzled. Before she could reply, her phone rang.
It was Solomon calling.
Just as Tracey was about to answer, the car suddenly braked sharply. She lost her balance, leaning forward due to inertia, and her phone fell to the floor.
"Ah!" Tracey's head hit the front seat's headrest.
She held her throbbing head, and as she looked up, she saw the driver holding a spray bottle and spraying it toward her.
The pungent smell of chemicals instantly filled the car, catching Tracey off guard. She inadvertently took a few breaths, feeling dizzy in an instant.
The phone continued to ring, but Tracey had no strength to pick it up.
Gradually, her consciousness became blurred.
…
Outside the airport.
Solomon ran towards the airport while dialing Tracey's phone.
He called three or four times, but Tracey
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