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His wipers kicked from side to side, throwing off all that water that just kept coming down, his headlights casting a radiant sheen atop the asphalt’s glossy surface.

Nearly there, the bridge now fully in view, a backdrop of darkness beyond, where the mountainside fell away. The lookout point would be up on the right. He’d pull off and make his way down to the overhang below.

High beams cranked, he homed in on the turn—

Something large shot out in front of him.

A massive buck.

Instantly blinded by Breck’s headlights, it stopped dead in its tracks.

Eyes wide, Breck yanked his wheel to the left. His car fishtailed wildly. “Shit!” He yanked it right, but overcompensated. His car swerved sharply in the other direction, heading for the drop off. Panicked, he slammed on the brakes. Then just like that, his tires were hydroplaning, careening his car sideways, then backward off the side of the road.

Oh, shit! No fucking guardrails!

His slide through gravel and grass depleted his momentum. He slowed considerably, but not enough. And not in time. Land dropped away beneath his car in a steep downward slope. Breck braced, eyes squeezing as his car’s rear fender pitched into the arms of two sturdy pines. A cacophony of branches snapping. Then a harsh, abrupt stop.

His airbag deployed and his engine cut off.

Pulse thundering, his eyes shot open. Frantically, he glanced around. He wasn’t injured and hadn’t toppled down the mountainside, but was still in an alarmingly precarious state; his car’s backend snared in those evergreens’ branches, his left front bumper gouged into the earth’s rocky slope—the body of his Altima, in essence, forming a bridge between the two.

And underneath that bridge? He held his breath and warily peered out his window.

Oh, God. Oh, fuck.

Just a whole lot of dark open space beneath more jutting branches.

Wood creaked under the weight of his ride. Only a matter of time before those tree limbs gave out. Starting to tremble, he unlatched his seatbelt, then reached for the door and slowly opened it up. His car tilted instantly in response to the weight shift, those tree branches groaning, as if saying ‘not another inch!’ He froze, nearly falling out the door, terrified to move, his heart going crazy, his wide eyes locking on the depths below.

If he climbed out, his ride would tip to its side, either sending him plummeting or dangling by the frame of his door. Which most likely would thendislodgehis car and send it crashing down the slope.

His breathing turned frantic as rain pelted his body.

He was going to die.

All alone in this storm.

On the side of this mountain.

A hundred yards shy of that bridge.

His life flashed before him.

He’d never see his family again. His friends.

But what hit him hardest of all was the thought of never seeing Kai’s face again.

He wouldn’t get to tell him how sorry he was for being such an ass.

An anguished groan crawled up from his chest.

His muscles shuddered as he fought not to move.

The car shifted, slipping. Branches snapped.

His heart lurched into his throat.

Oh, fuck! Oh, please!

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