"I got it."
Henry narrowed his eyes. Just as he had guessed, they were heading south.
Maybach sped up again. Lucas glanced at the navigation app on his phone. "I've got my men to prepare some supplies at the rest station 100 kilometres away."
"Prepare more."
Henry's face turned cold. He knew very well what Lucas was talking about, but he still felt uneasy.
He felt even more frustrated as he thought of Luz. He didn't know how scared she was now. Thankfully, Mia was with her.
"If you can't let her go so easily, you should start over with her after this."
Lucas couldn't help himself. Henry was a good person normally, but he tended to get stubborn when it came to his relationship with Luz.
"Shut up. You'd better pray that nothing happens to her, or you're not going live this down."
"Bros before hoes..."
Before he could finish, Henry glared at him, so he shut up obligingly.
They do have to rescue the two women, or he wouldn't be able to stay in North City anymore.
Luz sat in the van, feeling more and more flustered. She had already scattered half a bag of flour, but still, no one spotted her signal for help.
If this continued, she and Mia would be killed.
Suddenly, Henry's face appeared in her anxiety-ridden mind, along with all her repressed feelings for him.
Mia noticed her red eyes and nudged her lightly. These people were clearly meeting with their boss, so they should be fine as long as the van was still moving. Once they stop, though, they would be in grave danger.
She clenched her fists again to try and get out of her bonds. They still have a chance before the van stops.
Luz quickly swallowed down her complicated emotions and continued sprinkling the flour in hopes that someone would notice and save them.
"Boss, there seems to be a traffic jam ahead."
The driver said uneasily while pressing the horn.
The man with the scar immediately poked his head out of the car and looked ahead before saying in relief, "It's not a police block. There's a car accident ahead. Don't panic."
"Okay."
The man nodded, hoping to get through the spot where the accident was as soon as possible. As long as they meet up with their boss, they would be fine.
Luz and Mia looked at each other and saw the renewed hope in each other's eyes. They doubled their respective efforts to save themselves.
Henry's Maybach sped up to the highest speed, surpassing countless cars along the way. His perfect driving skills and sufficient momentum left the other cars far behind.
The navigation system in the car announced helpfully, "There is slow traffic ahead for 10 kilometres."
"No way, there's a traffic jam?" Lucas groaned. His eyes had been working like a scanner the entire time, surveying every suspicious van in front of them. At the speed they were going, they might be able to catch up with the drug dealers, but now, with the traffic...
Hopefully, the van would be caught in the slow traffic as well.
"Where are the police?"
Henry frowned. He quickly turned the steering wheel and the car swerved into the emergency lane.
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