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“Requesting backup,” Jordan said. This was situation she had no issues requesting assistance for. If they were to pull over, she would need help.
No, she wouldn’t need help. The driver would need someone to hold her back from putting her foot up their ass for making her stay later at work than necessary. The end of her day was supposed to be nice and easy.
Not ending in a fucking car chase.
“We are routing two other officers to you, Knight,” the dispatcher announced.
Jordan took notice of her surroundings and was confused on where this person was going. They slowed down at an upcoming stop sign and made a hard right turn.
Jordan blew out a deep breath and slowed her vehicle just enough to make the turn before punching the gas. The SUV was speeding away, headed toward a road that ran along the highway.
“What the fuck?” Jordan growled. She adjusted her position in her seat and felt like punching someone. Whoever this fucker was would wish they were someone else when she got to them. Jordan’s gaze flicked to her rearview mirror, and a chill swept through her. Another SUV—not a police vehicle—was gaining on her fast. This one was black and larger than the first one.
She swallowed hard and reached for her seat belt buckle to ensure she was still strapped in. She didn’t have a good feeling about this at all. She tugged on it, and it held strong in place.
“Dispatch, do we know how much longer until backup arrives?” Jordan asked. She placed the receiver back in its holder and put both hands back on her steering wheel. She focused on the truck before her which was maintaining its speed but directly in front of her. The other truck came up behind her and boxed her in. “Shit.”
It was a trap.
Jordan yanked on the steering wheel to get away from the two trucks. They were not going to keep her pinned between them. Jordan hit the gas and tried to speed up to pass the red truck.
“They are about a minute away from you, Officer Knight.”
Fuck. One minute was a long time. Jordan yanked the steering wheel left in an attempt to bypass the truck again.
They followed what she did and kept her between them. If she slammed on her brakes then she took the risk of being rear-ended.
She made a split decision and hit the gas. If she could ram her way past the red SUV then she would have a chance to get away from them. She held on to the steering wheel tight as her patrol car slammed into the red vehicle. She tried to hit it on an angle so it would have no choice but to spin away from her, therefore freeing her.
She jerked from the impact. She gritted her teeth and held on strong to the steering wheel to maintain control of her own car. The patrol car did not let her down. The truck before her spun and gave her the opening she needed. Her foot hit the gas, taking it all the way to the floor. The engine roared in response. Jordan let out a yell of triumph; she flew past the red SUV that smacked into the guard rail along the side of the road.
Now she only had the fucker behind her who was keeping up with her. The road they were on was one way and ran parallel to the highway. She sent up a prayer that backup would be coming for her soon.
Jordan eyed the dark vehicle in the rearview mirror and couldn’t make out who was driving. The truck sped up and whacked into the back of her car.
“Bitch!” Jordan screamed out. Her body flew forward, only to be caught by her safety belt. There was a stop sign coming up, and there was no way in hell she going to abide by the sign. She was unfamiliar with where the other road went.
Just go straight.
There wasn’t a way she would be able to make that turn without risking putting her car on two wheels. She just had to lead them on for a little while longer.
One minute, her ass.
It felt as if years had passed since the dispatcher had told her that help was on the way. The stop sign arrived, and Jordan glanced left and went cold.
Headlights met her.
The air left her body immediately as the impact of the new vehicle banged into the driver’s door of her patrol car. Jordan’s body became weightless; her vehicle flew through the air. She squeezed her eyes tight, unable to control anything at all. The sounds of metal crunching filled her ears. Her car came to a halt, and her heart was practically in her throat.
She cried out when she opened her eyes and found herself upside down. She blinked hard to clear her hair and the tears that had formed. Her vision was cloudy, or it could have been the shattered windshield before her. She couldn’t tell the difference.
Sirens echoed off in the distance.
Something slowly slid down the side of her face. Her left arm felt numb, and her chest was burning from pain.
“Shit,” she gasped. She glanced around after blinking several more times. Her vision was righting itself. She checked to the side and took in the wheels of a vehicle pulling to a halt near hers. Fear crept up inside her.
Without a doubt this was Bravon’s doing.
