On his way, Ella’s call came on his phone and he stole a glance at it and picked up, “You dirty pussy let me be. Don’t ever call this line again!” he barked and tossed his phone to the back seat.

About looking onward to concentrate on his driving it was too late. He had been on a high speed; A truck zooming and hooting horn from the oncoming junction ran into him, and crushed him until a brick wall wedged them. Coleman was compressed in the squeezed Ferrari; the tap-tap of ...