Gabriel froze for only a second after the call, then his voice broke through the shock.
“Hold on,” he said sharply into the phone. “I am on my way. Do not touch anything. Stay there.”
He ended the call so fast the screen almost slipped from his fingers. His heart was pounding too loudly. It felt like something heavy and cold had wrapped around his chest.
He rushed back to the car.
“Andreas, drive,” he said. His voice was so firm that Andreas’ sleep disappeared instantly. “Drive to the old express. Now. Speed.”
Andreas looked at him once, saw the fire in his eyes, and did not argue. He pressed down the accelerator so hard the car jerked forward. They sped onto the road, the tyres biting into the gravel and the engine roaring.
The road ahead was quiet, too quiet for dawn. The air rushe
