"Ma'am, uh… sorry, we don't have this model in red,"
Gerard rubbed his hands apologetically, completely baffled by Janet's intentions.
"That's fine. I'll take it. Can I test drive it?"
Janet's attitude made Gerard overjoyed. After all, this was a Hummer—they went for hundreds of thousands, even in U.S. dollars. Selling just one earned him more commission than several cars of other brands combined.
"Of… of course, ma'am. Don't you want to ask about the price?"
"No need. I never think about money."
Janet answered firmly. Of course she didn't care about the price—she had no intention of paying for it. She was going to steal it. Gerard was just an unfortunate stepping stone.
If Janet had to sweat the small stuff, she wouldn't be a killer in the first place.
"All right, ma'am, I'll go get the keys. Just a moment…"
Gerard, giddy and clueless about the disaster looming over him, skipped away to fetch the keys. But right then, a voice with a hint of disdain interrupted, "Hold on, I'm buying this car."
The atmosphere froze. Janet slowly turned around. Behind her stood a young man with a smug smile—your typical rich brat. Behind him were two men in black sunglasses, clearly bodyguards.
Janet's smile vanished. She didn't actually intend to buy the car, but someone ruining her "shopping experience" still ticked her off. If she weren't a fugitive right now, she'd have shot this guy in the head without hesitation.
Seeing Janet's displeased expression, the rich kid confidently stepped closer. "Beautiful lady, may I have the honor of being your friend? As a gift, I'd like to buy you this car."
His sudden change of tone left Gerard dumbstruck. Janet smiled again, but inside, she felt like she'd swallowed a fly. Looking at this slick, greasy playboy made her sick to her stomach. This clown actually thought he could win her over?
Seeing the alluring woman smile, the rich kid became even more sure of himself. This move always worked—offer a luxury car, and the girl would be in his arms. He signaled one of his bodyguards, who followed Gerard to complete the transaction.
With money doing the talking, all the paperwork was wrapped up in just ten minutes.
"Now this car belongs to you,"
Gerard said sincerely to the rich kid. He didn't care who paid—as long as someone bought it from him. He was swimming in joy from the commission and had no idea the buyer had just taken a bullet for him, metaphorically speaking.
"So, gorgeous lady, would you like to join me for a drive in your new car?"
The rich kid extended an invitation, eyes gleaming with unhidden lust.
"Of course, I'd be delighted."
Outside the dealership, the rich kid gallantly opened the car door for Janet. She climbed into the Hummer, and he politely closed the door before getting in himself. He floored the gas pedal, and the Hummer roared to life and sped away.
Behind them, the two bodyguards exchanged envious looks before hopping into a Cadillac to follow. Their boss was chasing tail, and they had to keep him safe.
"Wanna come over here and sit on my lap while you drive? I'll drive you while you drive the car. How about that?"
In the enclosed space, the rich kid grew increasingly lewd. In his mind, any woman who willingly got into his car had basically agreed to anything. The rest was just about naming a price—and money? His dad had plenty.
"It's a little cramped in here. Let's find a more private place to try things out…"
The wind swept through Janet's hair as she smiled sweetly, adding to her allure. The rich kid took it as a green light. On a brand-new car? What a great idea—he'd never done that before. He was beyond excited.
The car veered farther from the city, soon reaching the outskirts of Manila. The dealership's service had been top-notch—they'd even filled the tank for them. More than enough to play around with.
"Babe, it's not cramped here anymore, huh?"
By now, the rich kid had no idea where they were. The road was completely empty—totally cut off from the city.
His eyes sparkled. He'd seen plenty of women, but this one had a unique aura he couldn't resist. Right now, if Janet so much as nodded, he'd pounce.
Janet gave him a charming smile. "Those are your bodyguards behind us, right? Do they have to follow? It really kills the mood."
That caught the rich kid off guard. He laughed awkwardly. "Sorry, nothing I can do. I'm my family's only heir. My dad insists they follow me 24/7. It's a whole thing…"
Janet offered a sympathetic smile. "I see. Your father must be someone important. Can you ask them to pull up alongside us? I've got a little surprise for them."
Her tone was innocent. The rich kid wasn't sure what she was up to, but he didn't want to disappoint a beautiful woman. He casually radioed the bodyguards.
The Cadillac accelerated and pulled up alongside the Hummer.
"All right, what's the surprise?"
The rich kid asked curiously.
"A little gift for them…"
"What kind of gift?"
"This."
Janet smoothly pulled a compact pistol from the inside of her thigh and flashed it at the rich kid before firing at the front tire of the bodyguards' car. The tiny pistol had been returned to her by Owen before he left—he had made it clear she could be trusted.
The bullet hit the tire. The Cadillac immediately blew a flat and flipped. Whether the bodyguards survived depended entirely on fate.
"Hope they've got insurance."
Janet said with mock regret. Then she turned the gun toward the rich kid. His face turned pale—what he thought was a roadside flower turned out to be a venomous rose.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
"Let me go. My father will give you a lot of money…"
"Please don't hurt me…"
…
On the deserted road, the Hummer screeched to a stop. Before the vehicle had even fully halted, the driver's door opened and a figure was shoved out.
Bang! Bang! Two shots.
Janet didn't kill him—just shot him in the legs.
"Hope some kind soul gives you a ride home. And thanks for the car—I really like it."
Janet waved cheerfully, closed the door, and the Hummer sped away.
"You can't do this—I'm going to die! Come back! Come back!"
Sitting in the middle of the empty road, the rich kid howled in panic, completely dumbfounded. Blood gushed from his legs. If no one passed by, he'd likely bleed to death.
(End of Chapter)
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