Vroom!
On the interstate highway, a motorcycle sped down the lane, recklessly overtaking cars. Angry honks and curses filled the road, but nothing slowed the motorist's pace.
The engine revved again, louder this time, as the rider gained on a car ahead.
Inside that car, Teddy shut his eyes briefly as a flash of light caught in his side mirror. He glanced at it again, brows furrowing when he spotted a motorcyclist trailing behind them.
"Mark," he called out, a trace of panic in his voice. "Someone's behind us."
Who knew? It could be Shawn's reinforcements or someone worse. As Penny's assistants, they were both aware she had bodyguards. Mark was usually with her unless she sent him on an errand. But somehow, the speed of the motorist and how it was trying to catch up to them made him very suspicious.
Turning to Mark, panic now etched across Teddy's face, he tried again, "Sir Mark—"
