AllFreeNovel
Share Us
But the bike would give me away before a car would. And if he heard the bike, he might hurt her faster.
I said nothing, just rushed around his hood, climbed in, and waited for him to pull off.
Which he did in a rapid K-turn, and there was a moment where a memory came back to me. The two of us in this very position. Him much smaller. All limbs and acne-filled face. My whole body ramrod straight as he almost took out a mailbox when he backed up too far into the K-turn and jumped the curb.
I’d been the one to teach him to drive, refusing to let him out onto the road until he could not only do a three-point turn and parallel park, but do it quickly and precisely.
I’d taught him to do that perfect K-turn.
And for a moment, he was just my brother.
There was no bad blood.
Until, of course, I remembered why I was in his car.
I hit the button to lower the window as we pulled to the edge of the trailer park.
“Wait,” I yelled, hand slamming into his chest.
“What is it?”
“Don’t you hear that?” I asked.
Screaming.
There was screaming.
Dallas was reacting before I even had to tell him to, taking a turn toward the park as he put the pedal to the floor.
Behind us, two of the cruisers were following at the same breakneck pace.
Dallas slammed on the brake and rushed out of the car before I could see what he was seeing.
I was running when I saw her.
And that fuckhead behind her.
Pulling something from between his lips.
And plunging it into her arm.
Melissa’s words came back to me.
About Gray making it look like an overdose.
Then Erion’s played in my head too.
About ‘that shit’ that Gray was cutting his heroin with.
I didn’t have to ask to know what that ‘shit’ was.
It was the same ‘shit’ that was causing deadly overdoses all over the country.
“Put your fucking hands up!” Dallas roared as we ran.
I wasn’t focused on Gray.
I was looking at Everleigh as she slumped to the ground.
