Elena’s POV

The impact reverberated sharply through my arm, jolting my shoulder all the way to my spine.

For a split second, I actually believed the glass would shatter—believed I would hear that clean, satisfying explosion and finally draw enough attention to scare those men off.

But the window didn’t even crack.

Not a single fracture line appeared.

I froze, one hand still gripping the edge of the car door, my mind going completely blank. The street noise seemed to recede, ...