Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir

244. So close

“What?” Gerald asks, clearly flabbergasted, and I pull at his arm, manhandle his person so he could look out of my window, and point at the person I’m seeing.

“Look!” I crow, my heart racing in my chest and my mind tries to do all it can to make sense of what I’m seeing, “the guy right over there, crossing the street right into that little lane Don’t you see who that is?”

Gerald squints, “I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about-oh, god.”

“It’s him, we need to pursue him!”

“Jace, Jace, stop!” Gerald calls out as I scramble to exit the car so I could chase after the guy, “Jace, we need to call backup.”

“We’d lose sight of him if we do,” I yell back, “that fucker slipped away from us once, and he’s not going to do it again.”

“Jace, no!” Gerald calls out, but it’s already too late because I’m already up and running after him. I push past the pedestrians walking around, garnering dirty looks and cries of outrage, reminiscent of when I followed this exact person through a busy stree