Leilani
All day, the incident occupied my mind and my thoughts, making me wonder what would have happened to me if that blessed old man had not pulled me out of the way. I had gone on to attend the meeting, but my train of thoughts kept drifting to what had happened.
It was that same black car that has been stalking me.
I was so sure if it. I could recognize it anywhere. Did the person behind the wheels try to run me over on purpose? Or was it just a drunk, reckless driver who happened to be driving the same type of car that had been stalking me? Is this all some freak coincidence?
Thinking about it made my head ache. I could tell Adonis about it, hear what he has to say. Back when we were in his Lambo and the car tried to follow us, he was unfazed. Like he knew exactly what was going
