Now was the time to act! Katelyn’s eyes darted to the front. Vincent’s car couldn’t go forward because of the spikes, but he had another idea.

He slammed the car toward the attackers!

Katelyn and Vincent, in perfect sync, launched their counterattack.

But then—something caught Katelyn’s eye. A figure, familiar and out of place, hiding behind the attackers. Her breath hitched.

“Quick! She’s back there!”

Vincent spotted Sophia and, without hesitation, slammed his foot on the gas pedal, speeding straight toward her. The daring maneuver forced Sophia to leap back in alarm.

Katelyn seized the opening, raising her gun to fire again. But— “Damn it!” She cursed under her breath.

“Out of bullets.”

Catching Sophia now felt nearly impossible. But it had to happen. If Sophia escaped, who knew what chaos she might unleash? Vincent’s eyes darkened with icy determination. He growled, “Stay in the car. I’ll handle this.”

The car came to an abrupt stop, stuck in a rut surrounded by towering cedar trees. With no way to drive further, Vincent realized he had no choice but to confront the attackers barehanded. Katelyn immediately ed.

“No way!”

Sophia was definitely armored with a gun. Stepping out would only make Vincent the target.

Vincent understood her concern, but this was a rare chance. Letting Sophia slip away was not an option.

“Trust me,” he said firmly, his voice steady. Without waiting for a response, Vincent opened the door and stepped out.

Bullets ripped through the air, slamming into the car door as Vincent crouched behind it for cover.

Katelyn’s chest tightened with fear.

No, she couldn’t let Vincent face this alone.

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Gritting her teeth, she flung open the rear door on her side. She had to act, to share the attackers’ focus and give Vincent a better shot at survival.

“Get back in the car!” Vincent barked when he saw her move.

But Katelyn ignored him. She cast him a meaningful glance, her focus already shifting to Sophia. Grabbing a bottle of water from the car’s storage box, she threw it into the open. Gunfire immediately shredded the bottle into pieces.

Using the momentary distraction, Katelyn rolled to the side and took cover behind a cedar tree near the car.

Vincent realized it was too late to stop her. If they had to fight, it was better to work together. Sophia now had to choose a target—Vincent or Katelyn—giving the other a chance.

Chance to close in. Their movements were swift and relentless, inching closer with every passing second.

Sophia’s composure began to falter. She knew what would happen if Vincent caught her. But she had to kill Katelyn. Sophia’s eyes glinted with deadly intent as she aimed at Katelyn again. However, as she pulled the trigger, nothing happened.

“Damn it!” she cursed. Her gun was empty at the worst possible moment.

Vincent and Katelyn exchanged a glance. Without hesitation, they lunged at Sophia together.

Sophia gritted her teeth and bolted into the dense jungle.

All three of them were relentless, their stamina unmatched. Even as darkness descended, they sprinted through the uneven terrain, their breaths ragged, their hearts pounding like war drums.

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