She quickly threw it in reverse, shifted gears, floored the gas, and slammed the front of her car hard into the car blocking her path.
This time, Rowan didn't react.
...
In a car not far away, Josie quietly watched the scene unfold, her fingers resting lightly on the steering wheel.
"Josie, Mr. Jameson..." her assistant said cautiously. "That woman clearly isn't Jasmine, this..."
Josie curled her lips slightly, a smile devoid of warmth. "I thought he and Jasmine were so deeply in love, but it seems... not so much."
She had only spotted his car on the road by chance and felt a sudden urge to race him for a bit, never expecting to witness a scene like this.
Josie muttered to herself, as if confirming it, or perhaps just finding it amusing. "So, that's Lyra."
She recognized her.
At the seaside motel, it was Lyra who told her to go find Rowan.
When she finished moving the client's room, settled the bill at the computer, and finally followed Lyra's advice to go to Room 506, it was Jasmine who opened the door.
...
Lyra returned home, went upstairs to the bathroom, and turned on two electric toothbrushes to brush her teeth.
"Why are you making so much noise brushing your teeth now?" Caleb walked in, watching her hold an electric toothbrush in each hand, looking like she was doing construction on her teeth.

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