The headlights blinded everyone.

The SUV roared down the dock like it had no brakes, engine howling as it cut through the sheets of rain. Men scattered like rats, shouting, boots slipping on the slick concrete. Some managed to dive behind crates, others stumbled, too slow, too scared. One wasn’t fast enough; the bumper caught him square in the chest, lifting him off his feet. He flew like a rag doll, smacking into a stack of crates so hard the wood splintered. The crack of wood and bone split ...