"Get her out of the car."

No, don't get me out of the car.

I was yanked out of the car with brutal force. My head spun with so many emotions, I felt like throwing up. Sinister, my Russian mobster. I did everything in my limited power to save him, but in the end all I did was lose the one thing I cared about.

I couldn't get it out of my head. That dawning look of realization that filled his iced eyes; he was losing me. He had walked into my heart like he ...