And for this one, we’re traveling way, way back into the distant past…and the very first book I ever had published (19 years ago now!).
The shout reverberated through her. She bit back a cry of terror. He was after her. She had to keep running.
Stop! Nikki, watch it . . .
A screech of tires filled her ears. Too late she became aware of the road, the traffic and the red car.
She tried to dodge, but the car hit her. And oblivion swept in as agony exploded.