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Chapter 68 — The police report.

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Brad’s POV

For a few seconds after the hit, I didn’t even breathe but I still managed to have my eyes on the road, particularly in the direction my mum's drove but somehow, I can't even see a trace of them.

The other car had slammed into the left side of my car hard enough to squeeze the metal used in the car's body, but my first instinct wasn’t to check myself as it was to yank the wheel and try to keep going, keep chasing them, keep Nicole in sight.

But the car stuttered, coughed, and just died off like that.

The engine made a sound like it was choking on its own frustration.

I tried the ignition once, twice and a third time but nothing happened.

“Come on… come on…” I muttered, hitting the steering wheel so hard my palm burned. “Not now, please not now…”

I knew then — I wasn’t catching up with them in this car. At least, not like this.

I shoved the car door open and stepped outside. My legs were shaky but nothing was broken. The side of the car was dented badly, metal pushed inward
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