Watching Fiona's car speed toward him like a missile, Carlos stood rooted to the spot. His mind was stuck on the last sentence she had said.
"You killed Bruce, and Debbie took his heart..."
Just as the car was about to crash into him, a pair of hands yanked him to the side. Fiona's car barely missed him, skimming past.
She didn't even glance back. Her car just kept flying forward like she'd completely lost it.
Seeing that, Carlos didn't hesitate. Right next to him was a parked car-he opened the door without a second thought.
"Hey, hey! What do you think you're doing? That's my car!"
Carlos slammed a check against the guy's forehead. "Write whatever number you want."
Snatching the keys and hopping in, he peeled out after her without looking back.
Fiona hit the high
