Chapter 14 - The High-Speed Pursuit
The pinned henchman gasped for air, spitting blood onto the hardwood floor as Mark tightened his grip.
"It was... it was Richard Hayes!" the henchman confessed in panic. "Eleanor's lawyer paid us fifty thousand cash!"
Outside, a black getaway sedan sitting on the curb suddenly floored its engine, speeding away into the rainy night.
Mark sprinted out the front door, jumping into his heavy pickup truck to pursue the fleeing vehicle.
The high-speed chase tore through the winding, slick backroads of Concord at eighty miles per hour under flashing streetlights.
The getaway sedan attempted to sideswipe Mark's truck, but Mark held his lane, executing a precision tactical bumper tap.
The getaway car lost traction on the wet asphalt, spinning wildly out of control and slamming hard into a stone wall.
Mark pulled over, drawing his weapon as he approached the smoking wreckage of the enemy vehicle.
Inside the driver's seat sat Richard Hayes, clutching a bloody forehead while groaning in pathetic desperation.
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"Your legal career is over, Hayes," Mark said coldly, holding the attorney until police cruisers surrounded the intersection.
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