Rebirth Into My Second Chance novel Chapter 266

Tracey looked at me with those big, innocent eyes, glancing back and forth between me and Kate. "Flowers, I want flowers."

When she didn't answer my question, I tried a different approach. "Tracey, do you still remember Richard?"

She was focused on pulling at a hangnail, seemingly oblivious to any pain. "Flowers, petal by petal."

It was as if she didn't feel the pain, even as she continued to pull and bleed.

I kept my tone light, probing further. "Tracey, Richard isn't dead, right?"

She pointed to the sky. "Look, an airplane just flew by."

"And, do you want to see him? Is he going to come and take you away?"

Her gaze was distant and unchanged, so I stopped pressing and turned to Kate. "Let's take her back."

Before leaving, Kate secured Tracey in the car and then came back with a question. "Has she really lost it? All she does at home is tend to her garden. Nothing else."

"Who doesn’t flinch when they peel their own skin? Only someone really tough on themselves wouldn't feel it," I whispered to Kate, hinting that Tracey's act might not be as genuine as it appeared. Her behavior suggested she's just pretending.

"Keep a close eye on her. I have a feeling she's planning an escape soon."

As Kate and I were about to part ways, I caught a glimpse of that man from the coffee shop.

Our eyes met briefly before he disappeared into the crowd.

Suddenly getting this cold feeling, I snagged Kate right before she could get into her car, yanking her and Tracey back just as a truck smashed right into Kate's car. Squashed it between two huge rides like it was nothing but a tin can.

Kate was visibly shaken. "Does someone really want us dead?"

And Tracey kept mumbling about flowers...

Felt like someone had their eyes on us.

Kate and Tracey clung to each other, Tracey screaming, "I told you he wouldn’t leave us alone. Go, now! Or we'll all die. The burnt bodies case, Hannah was just a decoy. The real culprit isn’t Hannah, it’s..."

Before Tracey could finish, we were surrounded.

I clenched my fists, scanning for Max’s bodyguards, fearing the worst.

Just then, a convoy of armored vehicles rammed through, breaking the encirclement, and Max stepped out.

"Claire, get in."

Pulling Kate and Tracey with me, we just about made it to a safe spot.

Turns out, the bodyguards had gone for reinforcements, allowing Max to arrive just in time. Otherwise, we might not have survived the day.