Frowning, Hyerin looked in the side-view mirrors.
"No, we are not."
"Yes, we are," Averie said.
He rolled down the window and stuck out his head.
One of the cars in their lane was alternating between going fast and keeping it slow. It was an odd way of maintaining speed.
"Definitely." He returned his head to safety. "We are being chased."
"Are you serious?"
Hyerin looked nervous.
The highway had three lanes, and she had been keeping consistently to the middle lane.
Unsure of the situation, just as her friend had instructed, she stepped on the accelerator.
They were going 97 km/h.
As if on cue, a compact car on the right lane abruptly picked up speed, keeping with Hyerin.
"That's not the car I was looking at…"
Averie narrowed his eyes and tried to peer into the car, but he could see nothing through the dark windows.
"It seems we have more than one car chasing after us."
"What now?" Hyerin looked around frantically. "Who are they? Are they dangerous?"
