Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

The Maybach sped past Stewart and disappeared down the road.

He kept his eyes fixed on the car's fading silhouette until it was completely out of sight. Only then did he turn away.

Stepping out, Stewart crouched beside his own car and checked the

undercarriage.

Just as he'd suspected.

Someone had rigged the car with a timed explosive.

The countdown had less than ten minutes left.

He snapped a photo of the device and sent it to Lorna.

Her call came through instantly.

"Stewart, listen to me," Lorna's voice was sharp with urgency. "This is a modified bomb—if it goes off, the blast radius will be huge. You need to get everyone out of there, now-"

"There's only ten minutes," Stewart cut her off, voice taut. "There's no time to evacuate the whole block. There are apartment buildings and a playground nearby. I need to get the car away from here."

"Are you out of your mind?" Lorna's pitch rose. "Ten minutes isn't enough! Where could you possibly go?"

"I checked the map. There's an abandoned dock less than two miles from here." "Even if you make it, will you have time to get away?"

He slid back into the driver's seat and shut the door. "Lorna, today's been a good day."

Lorna fell silent.

know-even if we make it to Switzerland, there's no guarantee

as long as you cooperate, he'll pull you back from the

started the engine, set the

toward the

Cedric Clarke and Dr. Riley I'm sorry for

through, desperate and pleading. "Stewart, please don't do

as I'm alive, Bryn and the

"But if you die, your children will lose

Stewart said nothing.

He ended the call.

closer on the GPS, minute by minute. Stewart activated autopilot,

minutes, he

that moment, Briony sat

backseat of the Maybacet

her so

out

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window at

had swept across

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been shining.

everything was shrouded

an intersection, the light turned

and the black Maybach came to

purse, her phone

eyelashes fluttered. She

checked the screen. "It's an