Though he was itching to put a bullet through that woman's head, the instructions from his superior restrained his anger. He aimed at her tires.
At such high speed, if the tires blew out, she might crash and risk her life.
Although he was supposed to keep her alive, at this point, he couldn't afford to care that much.
A loud "bang" echoed as the gunshot resounded. Diana pressed her body against the car's exterior, practically glued to the road, narrowly escaping his gunfire. The bullet struck the ground, igniting a burst of sparks, all of which Diana observed through her rearview mirror.
Damn it! Did he mean business?!
"What the heck! Is that bastard serious?!"
Diana scrunched her brows, wishing she could just turn around and ram that no-good guy behind her.
Meanwhile, the blond dud
