Wooing My Ex-Wife

The truck was rapidly closing in on Cedrick and Gwendolyn’s cab, leaving them with little time to formulate a plan.

The cab doors and windows were locked, and the driver was frantically swerving the streets to avoid a collision with the truck.

Right in the nick of time, Cedrick raised his laptop and slammed it against the passenger side window. The sound of glass shattering stung their ears.

Cedrick turned around, intending to switch seats with Gwendolyn so she could jump out of the moving cab first.

She rejected his offer and urged. “We’re running out of time. Go. I’ll come right after you.”

The truck was seconds away from ramming into the cab. Cedrick promptly jumped out of the cab, rolling several times across the ground before coming to a stop on the side of the road.

He was followed closely by Gwendolyn.

Bang!

The truck crashed into the cab barely a second after Gwendolyn made her escape, filling the air with ear- splitting noise.

Inertia caused the truck to continue speeding after its collision, and it was headed straight for Gwendolyn

She nimbly jumped out of the way, and the truck was finally forced to a stop when it collided with a roadside wall.

The unfortunate cab driver did not have the guts to jump out of his car and ended up in a pool of his own blood.

Cedrick immediately checked Gwendolyn for injuries. She shook her head and said reassuringly, “Don’t worry. I’m fine.”

They stood on the roadside, ascertaining the severity of the accident and digesting their close brush with death.

Cedrick quickly dialed Neal’s number and said, “My wife and I were ambushed in a car chase on our way to the airport. I’m sending you my coordinates. Get your men here as soon as possible.”

He was about to send Neal their location coordinates after their call when the swing doors of the truck opened. A group of masked, bat-wielding men jumped out of the vehicle and walked toward the couple menacingly.

A fight soon broke out, with Cedrick and Gwendolyn going up against forty men.

The situation was rather chaotic but was nothing new for the couple.

Nonetheless, their enemies had more manpower and appropriate weapons. Cedrick and Gwendolyn would run out of energy as the fight dragged on.

Cedrick shielded Gwendolyn and whispered, “These men came for you. You can’t outlast them. You

Ambush In A Foreign Land should escape first. I’ll hold them

staying together. I will not

removed her heels, which hindered her movements. Then, she rushed into the crowd bare-footed, wrenching a baseball bat off one of their attackers and taking on

in the fray and check on her from time

after which the streets were littered

and steadily incapacitated their enemies. They quickly gained the upper hand in a few minutes.

Bang!

the air. A stray bullet struck Gwendolyn’s elbow amid the chaos, and

her elbow and fought back against the immense ache that threatened to overwhelm her

injury weighed on her reaction time, and she failed to dodge a blow to the

“Gwenny!”

and slumped into Cedrick’s body. She barely managed to

shot their enemies a vicious glare and threatened, “Don’t even dream about leaving this place

its prey with a bloodthirsty gaze.

head was starting to spin. Her vision was turning hazy, and she found herself pressing closer to Cedrick’s chest

arms to protect her from further shots.

for snipers at the

lost their upper

the welcome blare of police sirens soon filled the air.

failed to receive Cedrick’s coordinates, quickly realized

attackers knew their baseball bats were no match for the policemen’s guns and beat a

a protective barrier around Gwendolyn and Cedrick. Neal, who had also traveled to the accident site, hurried over to check the couple’s well-being.

on her and said frostily, “There’s a sniper somewhere, eight o’clock from where I’m facing. I’d say he’s about half a kilometer away and using a

“On it.”

a team of officers to search for a sniper based on Cedrick’s

ran into danger,in your territory, Neal. You owe me a detailed investigation. I want the perpetrators brought to justice, or I’m taking things into my own hands.”

turn

land was a matter of national importance to Astoria, given that the victims were the head of Chanaea’s Federal Bureau of Investigation and his wife, who were visiting on official business. A botched investigation into the attack could very well affect diplomatic

to the

extent of her injury. I will arrest your assailants and detain them at the

carried

Gwendolyn’s

bullet was lodged deeply in Gwendolyn’s elbow, which put her in excruciating pain.

He was swimming in guilt and fury over his

deeply that its removal required forceps. A paramedic approached Gwendolyn with an anesthesia shot.

and ordered, “I’ll