The tires screamed against the asphalt as Liam swerved onto the main road, the car lurching forward so violently that Mila’s shoulder slammed into the seat. She clutched the dashboard, nails digging into the leather, her breath caught in her throat. Her heartbeat was so fast it drowned out the roar of the engine.

But the headlights behind them never faltered. Whoever was chasing them moved with the relentlessness of predators, their beams locked on Liam’s car like fangs on prey.

“Liam, ...