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They drove at full speed all the way. When they got to the hotel, Jimmy had the foresight to go to the hotel’s back. From a distance, he saw five or six people went out from the back door. After looking around, they got into a dirty van parked near the door one by one.

Jimmy had studied their pictures earlier. He could identify the heads of the group. The van started and hit the road.

He tailed it.

After driving for some time, the persons in the van seemed to detect being followed and sped up suddenly. There were too many crosses in this area. Once you lost track of them, it would be near impossible to find them again.

Since they were exposed, Jimmy sped up too. And Claire called for urgent backup.

The two cars were driving crazily in the complicated network of old town alleys. The front car turned right and frequently left in the intersections, trying to get rid of the car behind them. Jimmy concentrated and followed closely.

Claire had got the confirmation that the support was on the way and would arrive in a few minutes.

As they were a little relieved at the news, Claire cried out in alarm. A truck rushed to them from the side out of nowhere.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Jimmy was surprised by the truck and wanted to turn to the right, but to find there was a kindergarten there. The fence of the yard was just half a meter high, and a teacher was leading a class of kids playing games in the yard.

He could not risk the car crashing into the yard, so he ground his teeth and rushed forward just with a gap of a thread between his SUV and the truck. As he was just going to feel relaxed to escape the collision with the truck, Jimmy’s eyes narrowed.

It was a cross behind the truck, and a container truck that was much higher than the previous rushed to his face. As he had already sped up when he tried to avoid the previous truck, there wasn’t enough time to stop the car.

Before he could react, he heard the great din of crashing.

At that moment, the sound of bumping, screams of women, cracking of bones all crashed to his ear, and he tasted blood in his mouth. Before he felt pain, he passed out.

When Claire woke up from extreme dizziness, she opened her eyes and was shocked by the scene.

The head of the car was still frizzling and gave out choking smoke. The windshield was broken into a thick spider’s web and blurred with black smoke stains and red spots. Were they blood?

A stream of blood was winding down Claire’s forehead, but she didn’t realize it. She turned aside, and then she held her breath.

Jimmy was leaning on the back of the seat. The door on his left side was deformed and the metal frame wrapped around him. The deformed steering wheel pressed against his chest. His face was white, and his eyes were closed. Blood was flowing from his mouth.

Claire cried out, “Jimmy!” Tears surged to her eyes.

Nobody replied to her. It was dead silence. She heard nothing. She was in a panic and called, “Help…” and reached her hand to the door on her side and wanted to get out for help.

It was just a little better on her side. The car bumped into a light pole, and the door caved in and pressed on her leg. She noticed the black of her hand was bloody, and the fingers hurt. The bone should be broken.

She could not care for these wounds. She tried hard to push the door open, and she felt her left hand was grabbed. She turned back and saw Jimmy open his eyelid a little and look straight ahead. His bloody lips were moving slightly.

Claire understood immediately and moved her ear to his lips, trying to hear what he was saying. Tears flow out from her eyes like from a spring.

She heard just a few words and felt a heavy burden fall on her shoulders, and her heart stopped beating. She turned to see him slowly and saw Jimmy’s head fall down on her shoulder, and her left hand was warm.

She looked down at her hand and saw it was covered with blood. His blood. It was flowing from his mouth and dripping on her hand.

And on his chest and stomach, his clothes were soaked in blood, and the color had turned dark.

Claire didn’t dare to check his breath or move her own body for fear of disturbing him and making the bleeding faster. She said in a low voice, “Jimmy, don’t sleep. Please. I will call somebody…”

The cell phone was nowhere to be found.

She searched for it with great effort while trying to keep her body still. As she was desperate because the time was fleeting away, she heard police sirens sounding from a distance. She cried out.