Love Unbreakable

Chapter 499 Enjoy Your Last Thirty Minutes

Lauren mulled over Raegan's question, her thoughts in disarray, feeling like her mind was under attack.

Raegan insinuated, "Do you think Katie orchestrated your rescue?

The look on Lauren's face said it all.

Lauren never really knew Katie up close, but the pieces fell into place. Her savior was on Katie's payroll. Despite donning with a mask, Lauren recognized her savior as precisely the one who had slipped her drugs in that dimly lit alley.

Raegan knew her guess was spot-on. "Katie's behind this, right? She's not out to save you. She wants to hurt me while throwing you under the bus!"

Lauren lost her cool. "That's ridiculous! You're just trying to confuse me!"

Lauren refused to believe the truth. She never had issues with Katie. Even though Katie was once engaged to Mitchel, Katie had always been nice to her. Plus, Katie was the one who brought clients for her back when she couldn't get any near to Mitchel.

"Why do you think Katie went out of her way to save you? What's in it for her?" Raegan's voice was sharp with accusation. "Remember what those guys said? Katie's playing you as her pawn. She's got a knack for pulling strings from the shadows, never touching the dirt herself!"

Lauren's face showed a flicker of doubt as she weighed Reegan's point, which held some truth.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Raegan's true motive wasn't to convince Lauren. She was just buying time. Trying to negotiate with someone as unpredictable as Lauren was a gamble. After all, Lauren had already ended two lives without a second thought.

As Lauren's attention wavered, Raegan edged toward the exit and, seizing her moment, sprinted out. She wedged a stick she'd found into the door handle, jamming it shut.

Lauren's reaction was immediate, her fists pounding against the barrier.

Raegan knew the makeshift lock was temporary. Spinning around, she noticed a black SUV by the entrance. She pulled the door open and started searching, her hands finding the keys in the glove box.

As Raegan slid the key into the ignition, she flinched at the sound of the door giving way.

A livid Lauren was barreling toward the SUV.

With a start, Raegan noticed the car had a stick shift. It had been ages since she'd handled one. Trusting her instincts, Raegan fired up the engine, stepped on the clutch and brake, slipped it into gear, and let go of the handbrake.

But the SUV jolted!

Regaining her composure, Raegan realized her mistake with the pedals. With the brake released, she finally got the car rolling smoothly.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous crash from above!

Lauren, thwarted by the locked doors, had scrambled up to the roof rack and was now atop the SUV. The sunroof was her only barrier.

Raegan barely had a moment of relief before Lauren's wild, red eyes fixed on a brick, and she began to hammer at the sunroof.

At that instant, Lauren seemed like a creature from a nightmare.

Then, without warning, the car's system booted up.

Just then, chilling laughter echoed inside, sending shivers down Raegan's spine.

Raegan scanned the interior. Apart from the chaos unfolding above, the car was empty.

The car's speakers crackled to life. "Hello, how are you?"

Raegan could detect the foreign lilt in the distorted voice.

"Cat got your tongue? Or are you just frightened?' the voice prodded her.

With composed intensity, Raegan asked, "Who's this? Who's behind this?"

The reply came with a mirthless chuckle, skirting a straight answer. "The person trying to kill you and I are after the same target. But her way of dealing with you is too pedestrian for my taste. I've made some enhancements."

Raegan pressed on, her tone unyielding, "What do you mean by that?"

The voice drew out its response with unnerving calm. "Think of it as a significant upgrade. There's enough firepower in this vehicle to turn a skyscraper to dust."

A surge of panic raced through Raegan. Her gut screamed at her to bring the car to a halt.

The voice in the speakers gave a knowing laugh. "Just a friendly heads-up. The second you leave that seat, boom. It all goes up."

Raegan, rooted to her spot, yelled, "You're mad! This is murder! What you're doing is a crime!"

"A crime? Interesting!" The voice treated her accusation as a joke. "Do you really think you'll make it out of this to point the finger at me?"

"Who are you?" Raegan's voice was sharp with demand.

The caller played coy. "Think of yourself as a failed project of my experiments that I'd like to end you personally."

Her mind racing, Raegan connected the dots. "You're the one who tried to kill me five years ago, with the car crash?'

"Sharp as a tack!" the voice doled out mock praise. "Such a pity you will meet your end soon. Such brains in a pretty package."

Frustration nipped at Raegan. "Katie's behind this, isn't she?

"Last time, yes. She didn't ring me up this time," the voice drawled with contempt. "That is why her plan to finish you off seemed so bland."

At this revelation, Raegan's mind whirled, unable to fathom Katie's deep-seated grudge against her, considering their limited exchanges back then.

Katie had seemed innocuous in Raegan's presence, always a benign presence, yet all the while, she was orchestrating Raegan's ruin from the shadows.

"Are you affiliated with the Maxwell family? Raegan pressed.

"Curiosity can be dangerous." The voice oozed smugness as it continued, "Enjoy your final thirty minutes."

The call ended sharply, and Raegan's gaze fixed on the dashboard where a timer ominously began its countdown.

With each tick, her dread mounted.

Torn over whether the threat was real, Raegan hesitated to test its truth.

Suddenly, there was a loud "thud."

Lauren had shattered one of the windows, peppering Raegan with glass fragments.

One sliver struck Raegan's neck, sending a sharp pang through her.

Grasping the steering wheel, Raegan struggled to maintain her composure as Lauren pounded on the sunroof, desperate to get in.

With limited moves left, Raegan held the wheel firm and pressed on.

Suddenly, Lauren breached the window, her torso surging into the car. Her hand latched onto Raegan's hair as she yelled, "Nowhere to run, huh?"

The sudden yank sent Raegan reeling, and an urgent alarm blared through the cabin.

"Lauren, let go. There's a bomb in the car!" Raegan cried out.

Lauren hesitated, suspicion etched on her face, but her grip didn't wane. "You're playing me again!"

Raegan, drenched in perspiration across her neck and brow, insisted, "It's the truth."

Struggling for her life, Raegan couldn't help but feel ensnared by a relentless destiny. Fatigue and desperation took hold. What was her next move? The faces of Janey and the others surfaced in her mind.

Just as hope dwindled, a familiar luxury car appeared, gliding beside Raegan.

Raegan caught the unique license plate in the mirror, and tears flooded her eyes.

Upon spotting the car, Lauren's rage boiled over. She threw herself into the backseat and then hurled forward, hands gripping Raegan's throat as she shrieked, 'Perfect, a double death it is!"