NovelEnglishThey had ventured out on their own and even had the audacity to turn off their phones! Hannah wanted to find the two and beat them to death! Driving on the expressway, her car's speed escalated, morphing into a mere shadow as it outpaced other vehicles and the blur of the scenery on either side.
Dotson, sitting beside her, swallowed hard, not daring to reach for the handles.
The silence in the car was oppressive, heightening the terror of the speeding environment.
He attempted several times to break the silence, but each try fizzled into the roaring noise of the engine.
Finally mustering his courage, Dotson took out his phone.
"Boss, I'll call them again.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMaybe they can get through now!" Internally, he prayed fervently for the call to connect this time.
Please answer it this time! His boss would press the accelerator even harder if they didn't.
Hannah nodded tersely, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on the road ahead. Perhaps the prayers of Dotson were indeed heard.
This time, as he called Bryson, the phone connected after just two rings.
"Hello?" Dotson, overwhelmed by relief, almost burst into tears as he blurted out, "Mr.
Mitchell! You finally answered the phone.
Our boss is so worried about you!" "Ha-ha.
"Hannah, who was still at the wheel, sneered.
"Well, it seems that I'm worried too much.
He's still alive.
"1 Bryson, hearing the sarcastic tone from the other end of the line, smiled resignedly.
She was clearly angry.
"Yes, I'm still alive.
Sorry to make you worried.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm" "I'm not worried," Hannah retorted coldly.
"Tellthe address, and I'm coming to bury your body.
Silence fell on the other end of the phone, the gravity of her words hanging in the air.
Meanwhile, Maloney, who had overheard the conversation, couldn't n his amusement, his contain his shoulders shaking with suppressed Laughter.
Then Hannah's voice cthrough again, sharp as a knife, knife "Oh andm Maloney wait forto bury your body too!"
Maloney, having been poised to witness the unfolding , subtly ve twitched the corner of his mouth. Why was he getting dragged into this? Yet he dared not voice a word.
Speaking up might only earn him a harsher rebuke.
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