The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 897

This wasn't a simple accident.

I was instantly certain that this was a calculated assassination attempt.

It was a murder orchestrated by the rat hiding in the shadows.

So his target today hadn't been Maxwell after all; it was Ferris.

He had sabotaged the white van's brakes, sending it hurtling out of control straight toward Ferris.

"Someone tampered with my brakes?" The middle-aged driver froze, looking absolutely bewildered. "Why would anyone do that?"

The police officer frowned, clearly catching the implication in my words. "Ms. Hayes, are you suggesting this wasn't just a traffic accident?"

"Yes. I suspect it was attempted murder," I stated bluntly, cutting straight to the chase.

The situation had just escalated drastically.

Terrified, the driver threw his calloused hands up in frantic defense. "No, no! I didn't try to kill anyone! I wouldn't even hurt a fly, let alone murder a person!"

"It has nothing to do with you. Right now, I need you to think back. Before this happened, did anyone mess with your van?" I shook my head, cutting off his desperate rambling.

The van driver wasn't the actual culprit. A man this obsessed with making a few bucks wouldn't intentionally run someone down. If he had, he would have fled the scene immediately.

The Rat in the shadows had cut the brakes, turning this innocent man into an unwitting executioner and the perfect scapegoat.