Amidst the commotion, Lyons looked grim.
Troublemakers kept stirring the pot.
Lyons whispered orders to a nearby helper, who nodded and dashed toward the track with others.
Joselyn and Amelie seemed oddly pleased by the scene on the track.
Spotting the action, Joselyn nudged Amelie. “Mom, I told you this would happen. It’s thanks to Elsa’s quick moves. Whatever goes down later, we’ll throw it all her way!”
“Hmm.” Amelie eased up. “You’ve handled this one nicely. After it’s done, you know the drill. Have you sorted the folks we paid off?”
“Don’t sweat it, Mom. Made sure it’s all under Elsa’s banner. Even if things go south, no one will be tracing it back to us.”
The racetrack scene was on a knife’s edge.
“Pipe down! Have you got the strength to get back on the horse?”
Hannah shot a cold glance to the other side of her horse, equally stirred up!
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Elsa clenched the reins, blood marking her pale fingers. Hannah’s words jolted her eyes open.
Wind tousled Elsa’s hair as she struggled back onto the horse, her feet failing her.
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Panic set in and her voice was trembling. “My foot… It’s stuck in the stirrup! I can’t get up!”
The situation teetered on disaster. A fall could mean serious harm.
But with her foot caught, a fall could be deadly.
Elsa, realizing this, abandoned her pride, tearfully pleading with Hannah.
“Help me! Please!”
Yet, Hannah faced her own grim situation.
Normally, her horse, though startled, could be soothed by her steady reins.
But now, no matter how hard she yanked, her horse stayed wild!
Feeling something was off, Hannah cooked up a risky plan.
“Help me, Hannah!! You wouldn’t just watch me go down, right?! You wouldn’t bail on me, would you?!!”
“Zip it!”
Hannah wrestled her unruly horse and snapped at Elsa, “Keep yelling and I’ll let go!”