Nathalie.
"OH MY GOD!" I screamed, my heels clicking hard against the pavement as I tried to chase down the speeding motorcycle.
"Nathalie." Someone caught me from behind, holding me back as my body kept rocking forward, tears streaming down my face.
"Nathalie, you'll get hit. You can't run into the road." The voice, Caroline's, I realized, pulled me back again.
I fought against her grip until she let go, then spun to face her, shaking my head. "No, no. Caroline. Caroline. The files are in there." My voice cracked apart.
Her hands came up to wipe my tears, confusion etched across her face. "What files are you talking about?"
"The, the. Oh my God." A sob swallowed the words whole. My hands flew to my face as I cried without stopping, my chest heaving with every broken breath.
"Nathal
