FABIANA WRENCHED THE steering wheel, trying to turn the Camaro away from the rapidly approaching tree. Within seconds she and the powerful car would be wrapped around the massive trunk if she didn’t manage to turn away.
The car’s bumper, dragging heavily against the tall, thick grass of the field, was pulling them inexorably toward that tree, and she didn’t have the strength to stop it. Something flashed past the passenger side window and the car lurched sideways with a crunch of metal against metal. The Camaro, was thrown off its course and away from the tree.
The Enzo jerked and its powerful engine roared as Warwicke struggled to avoid hitting the same tree he’d directed her away from.
Although Warwicke had managed to help her avoid a head on collision with the tree, the Camaro didn’t
