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The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1254

“There they are! After them!”

Blinding beams of light cut through the blizzard, aimed directly at their rear window.

A few gunshots rang out, and with a sharp crack, the glass shattered.

A spray of snow and glass shards blasted into the vehicle.

Alexander instinctively pulled Danielle further into the driver’s seat.

“Hold on!” he ordered.

Danielle gritted her teeth, her hands gripping the steering wheel as a fierce glint flashed in her eyes.

The snow-covered ground was slick, and the tires kept skidding, sending the vehicle lurching violently.

Several times, they nearly crashed into the jagged ice formations along the road.

But her hands on the wheel were incredibly steady, and each time the vehicle skidded, her lightning-fast reflexes brought it back under control.

“Grab the handle!” Danielle shouted into the wind.

The pursuers behind them were relentless.

Bullets hammered against the vehicle's body with dull thuds, riddling it with holes.

“Turn left. There's a crevasse three hundred meters ahead. If you turn in there, we can lose them for a bit,” Alexander suddenly said.

He squinted out the window.

Even with the blizzard blurring his vision, he could still pinpoint their location with precision.

During his confinement, he had appeared to be trapped, but in reality, he had been memorizing the terrain of the entire area.

He knew where every crevasse, every hidden snow cave, and every tactical advantage was, holding it all in his mind like a living map.

Danielle wrenched the steering wheel without a second thought.

The crevasse was narrow and constricting, flanked by steep ice walls that blocked the pursuers' lights, momentarily obscuring their target.

“Go straight through the crevasse. There’s a fork at the end. Take the small path on the right. It’ll loop around to the back of the supply depot,” Alexander said, his voice terrifyingly calm.

The wound in his chest ached from the violent jolts, but he didn’t even flinch.

The gunshots behind them faded, and the shouts of their pursuers grew faint.

Danielle’s taut nerves relaxed slightly, but she didn’t dare let her guard down.

She knew that as long as they hadn’t completely shaken their pursuers, the danger was ever-present.

***

Meanwhile, the temporary command center was brightly lit.

Harold violently slammed the walkie-talkie onto the floor, where it shattered into pieces.

“Useless! A bunch of useless fools! You can’t even watch two people!” he roared, his face livid.

Lorie stood nearby, her expression just as grim.

Everything she had meticulously planned was on the verge of success, only to be torn apart by Alexander and Danielle.

When she heard that they had escaped, she felt a rush of blood to her head, and her composure shattered instantly.

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