Chapter Eighteen
The night’s sky was a dark blanket. There was no space for stars to poke through. The city lights muted the celestial bodies’ existence, eclipsing the powerful orbs. A light streaked across the sky, falling into the night.
Morgan knew that the term falling or shooting star was a misnomer. The dying body wasn’t a star. Nor was it dying. The trail of light was simply a meteor burning up as it entered the Earth’s atmosphere. The bits of dust and rock burning up as it came too close to a place it never should’ve dared journey.
Up ahead of her, white headlights from the opposite side of the highway came at her as she headed north. Immediately in front of her, the red of tail lights glared at her. But she didn’t stop. She pressed on the gas, putting distance between herself,
