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    The memory of Langston’s death lingered, dampening her spirits.


    Jaxen, slightly let down but understanding, acquiesced.


    He quickly replied, “Okay, you two take it easy then. How about I show Alfy around Granville tomorrow?”


    Alfy, reclining in her seat, eyed Jaxen’s eager expression.


    “We’ll see about that tomorrow. Don’t you need a break?” He had been talking non-stop since their reunion.


    Jaxen’s eyes gleamed.


    “I’m good. Maybe we could grab something nice to eat instead? I know a few really good restaurants.”


    “No, thanks,” Alfy said promptly.


    She preferred to remain with Katelyn, uninterested in making other ns.


    Katelyn, observing Jaxen via the rearview mirror, noted his excessive determination.


    As Jaxen kept talking, Alfy frowned slightly and pulled on Katelyn’s sleeve.


    “Katelyn, look at him! He’s so—”


    She was cut off as a sudden sh of light appeared in the distance.


    At that moment, the sound of arge truck rushing toward them broke the silence. Everyone froze, their eyes widening in shock. Alfy’s voice cracked as she screamed.


    Katelyn’s hands clenched the steering wheel, her knuckles turning white.


    With a deafening roar, the truck raced ahead at an rming speed, its presence radiating danger, as though it could crush them at any second.


    Jaxen’s frustration boiled over as he shouted, “Damn it! Who’s the idiot driving like a lunatic near the airport?”


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    Alfy’s face paled, fear etched into her expression.


    With a sharp,manding tone, Katelyn yelled, “Brace yourselves!”


    The thought of the car being crushed entirely in a collision loomed heavily in the air.


    Without hesitation, Katelyn jerked the steering wheel to the right. The sudden shift sent Alfy and Jaxen mming against the window from the force of inertia.


    Had it not been for their seatbelts, they could have been thrown clear out of the car.


    The next moment, a deafening crash shattered the air. Katelyn’s body was jolted forward violently, her momentum straining against the belt.


    The rear of the cary entirely mangled under the massive weight of the truck.


    A chilling gust of wind swept in from behind, making Jaxen shudder as he slowly twisted his neck to look.


    What he saw left him frozen. The back windshield and the rear section of the car werepletely gone.


    Had Katelyn hesitated for even a moment, he would have been crushed beneath the truck’s massive weight.


    Jaxen’s anger erupted as he yelled, “Damn it! Who’s out here trying to kill me?”


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