Bruno did not waste even one second.
"Turn around," he said.
The driver looked at him through the mirror.
"Now!" Bruno shouted.
The car pulled away from the roadside and turned sharply at the first opening. A bike almost hit the side, and the rider cursed as he swerved away. Bruno did not look at him.
His mind was still on the call.
Tobin was dead.
The road had been a trap.
If Adam had not shouted at him at that exact moment, Bruno would have gone there too. He could almost see it. His car would enter some quiet road, and World Zone's people would close the space from every side.
His throat felt dry.
He had survived many things in his life, but this was different.
This time, death had been waiting with his name already written.
He looked behind them through the rear glass.
