The bright lights from an approaching car's headlamps streamed into the mansion, illuminating the facade and casting a spotlight on Gina's crumpled figure, sprawled awkwardly on the moist ground.
As the Chevrolet Silverado's tires crunched on the gravel driveway, Gina half-turned, wincing in pain, and faced the oncoming vehicle. It did a quick turn and drove straight into the car garage.
Again, Gina tried to get to her feet but the excruciating pain on her ankle made her efforts futile. The car's door swung open and closed.
"Gina?!" She heard Ethan call out to her in a panicked tone. His feet scrunched on the muddy floor as he walked to her with an umbrella above his head.
As he crouched gently and scooped her up in his arms, she released a sharp wince. Ethan held onto her soaked for
