The minivan's front end buckled inward like a stomped soda can, and Luna was hurled through the shattered windshield, her limbs flopping like a discarded doll. Her body slammed onto the rain-slicked pavement, blood swirling in pink rivulets across the asphalt. Her fate was unknown.
Meanwhile, the black SUV's entire left side looked like a crushed beer can, its airbags deployed. Amid the wreckage, Vesper's heart stopped. She would know that silhouette anywhere. The figure in the driver's seat was now drenched in crimson.
"Conrad."
Why the hell was he here? He had swerved in from the side, intercepting Luna's car before it could collide with hers.
Reeling from her totaled vehicle, its hood hissing steam, Vesper fought through dizziness as she lurched toward the motionless, bloodied man i
