![]() ![]() Followed by whom? My eyes dart to the rearview mirror and, sure enough, the dark car I saw earlier is still behind us. My heart lurches into my mouth, pounding, my scalp prickles and my throat constricts with panic. ![]() We’re being followed.” Followed! Holy shit. “But as soon as we’re on the 520 proper, I want you to step on the gas. “I don’t want you to panic,” he says calmly. When I glance at Christian, he’s staring straight ahead. ![]() I’m heading for the on-ramp of the 520 in the direction of Seattle. Fifty Shades of Grey Chapter 5 Excerpt Car-race scene “What’s wrong, Christian?” “Just look where you’re going, baby,” he says softly.
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