Chapter 1145 Who Is the Mole?

I could not wait for Tara. It was dangerous, especially since it was impossible for her to get to me on time.

Apparently I had not been completely delirious. This road was undergoing construction and that was the cause of its strange emptiness.

It was easy enough to just have my leg on the gas pedal, driving in reverse on a long stretch of road, and only turning the wheels occasionally.

I could not drive forward because the construction workers were ahead, and they would call 911 if they saw me. That was far from what I wanted.

At that point the world made no sense, my lungs was filled with the metallic smell of blood, my vision swimming and the bullet a hot, hot coal in my shoulder.

I reached out to touch the driver’s pulse again, slung beside me on the passenger's seat. He was still alive and groaning.

When I finally reached the start of the road, not far from the hotel where Olivia had told me a firm goodbye, Tara Cox was standing beside her car and w