Sirens started to sound, and I closed my eyes as I hoped and prayed that Copper would get Reign and that vehicle under control.
A loud thwap-thwap sounded above me, and I wondered if we’d also garnered the attention of the evening news.
I pressed forward, my face against the gouged slit of a window, and gasped when I saw Reign’s body fall out.
Reign lunged to remove herself from the vehicle’s path, but it was too late.
She’d rolled underneath the vehicle where the momentum of her fall carried her right into the path of the moving tires.
I squeezed my eyes shut as the wheel neared her head.
She didn’t even have time to scream.
Shouting had me opening my eyes and I saw a sea of black.
The calvary had arrived.
Men in tactical pants swarmed the area.
The armored vehicle came to a stop.
Copper jumped free of the armored vehicle and he swung his gaze toward my Suburban.
I saw the moment his face registered how messed up the car was.
That there was no way that I could survive.
The utter devastation on his face would stay with me for the rest of my life.
I hastily stuck my arm out the mangled mess of a window, and I saw the moment he comprehended what he was seeing.
I’d never forget the smile that lit his face, either.
The utter relief that washed over him as he hauled ass toward me.
He came to a stop about ten feet from the wreckage, and his face completely changed again.
“Don’t.”
I pulled my arm back and glanced behind me, but there was no hole for me to see out of on the other side. So I couldn’t see what Copper saw.
“Put the lighter down.”
“Fuck you!”
“Put the lighter down, man,” Copper repeated. “This place is swarming with cops. You’ll never get away.”
“I don’t need to get away!”
That’s when I comprehended who was on the other side.
Joey.
What the fuck?
“Don’t,” Copper repeated.
“I don’t understand why you can’t just let me be,” Joey snarled.
