Reene stared at the flat tires. “What happened?”

“I might've hit something sharp.” He glanced at the time on his watch, then muttered something under his breath, before taking his phone and walking off to the other side of the car where he gave someone a call.

She watched him the entire way, and again, neither noticed the motorcycle that drove past them.

The biker had tossed a pin to the tire, but most certainly didn't expect Jaxon to come out of it.

He didn't know Don had ...