Prologue
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JESS DROVE IN SILENCE.
Her boyfriend, Ralph, was in the passenger seat, struggling to breathe. It was another one of his dreaded panic attacks that came without warning. His heart rate increased until he thought he could hear his heart beating in his ears.
Dub, dub. Dub, dub. Dub, dub.
Faster and faster.
He leaned forward, rested his head on the dashboard and started breathing out of his mouth.
Inhale, exhale.
His mind exhorting his body to follow his command.
Breathe, Ralph, breathe.
Watching him from the corner of her eyes, Jess made a decision to detour to their favourite spot; it wasn’t time to take him home just yet. She would sit this one out with him, however long it took.
She stopped the car at Charge Point on Northerly Island, a man-made peninsula alon
