He was supposed to be the one driving.
Marco turned calmly to Julian. "I'll be right behind you."
Julian barely spared him a glance. "Suit yourself."
Marco moved toward his own car. He slid into the driver's seat.
The engine hummed to life.
He waited until the car Valentina was in rolled forward. Then he pulled out, falling in behind them, maintaining a measured distance.
Inside the back seat, Valentina's hands shook as she reached for the seat belt. Her heart was hammering violently. She pressed her back into the seat, forcing herself to breathe through her nose.
Wait for the crash.
The words looped in her head.
Wait for the crash. Wait for the crash. Wait for the crash.
The road stretched ahead, narrow and poorly lit, swallowed by trees on both sides. The woods closed in.
Marco watched the surroundings carefully. This was the stretch he'd memorized. His foot eased off the accelerator, letting the distance between his car and Valentina's widen just enough.
