Chapter 145 Shoot Her! Kill Her!

The black motorcycle roared down the highway, speeding like a shadow in the night, barely a blur as it shot past. Celeste's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing just as fast as the machine beneath her. She knew Arlo too well by now. Whether it was his secret dealings in the black market or the way he had started hiding things from her, it was painfully clear: the Arlo she once knew was long gone. As she tore through the darkened roads, retracing the route back toward the mansion, she finally spotted the car up ahead. She'd caught up! Relief was just beginning to wash over her when— Suddenly, several jeeps sped toward her from the opposite direction, their blinding headlights cutting through the night like daggers. Celeste squinted against the harsh light, barely able to see. Then came the screech of tires—an ear-splitting sound that sent a jolt up her spine. And right after—gunshots. Rapid, deafening bursts that shattered the air. "Nathaniel—!" Her scream caught in he