Baxter wanted to stop the vehicle. But he feared the police would catch up with them.

Baxter thought for a moment and said, “I'm pulling over. Let's swap seats, and you drive.

As Baxter spoke, he leered at Sabrina in the back seat.

The van's size allowed him to carry out his desires.

Understanding Baxter's unspoken proposal, Coleman glanced at Sabrina.

His desire for her was evident. But he had to wait for Baxter to finish enjoying her first.

Sabrina's heart raced as she realized Baxter's intention. She trembled all over, and her mind went blank with fear.

What should she do?

Was she going to be raped?

Who could come to her rescue?

Baxter stopped the vehicle, preparing to switch seats, when a police car emerged at the intersection.

Panic seized Baxter. He abandoned any thoughts of money or getting laid with Sabrina, slamming his foot on the gas pedal as the minibus sped toward a different road.

If caught, he would surely face the death sentence for his actions.

Nothing was more important to him than his life.

Terrified, Coleman gripped the seat belt, contemplating the imminent danger as his life flashed before his eyes.

Unable to see the unfolding events, Sabrina could only gauge the situation from their reactions. Their fear hinted that the police had caught up, sparking a glimmer of hope within her.

After two hours of driving to evade the police on the state route, Coleman regained his composure. He checked the rearview mirror.

“Baxter, the police aren't following us."

“You just found out?" Baxter retorted, glaring at him.

Baxter had been looking in the rearview while driving and noticed that the police car behind them had turned right at an intersection.