Luke's eyes widened. His hands shook but he righted himself as he raced down the road faster than before, his body reacting quicker than his mind could process.

"Get home," Greg bit out. "We're coming. We're right behind you, but she needs to know you're going to be there, so push into whatever connection you feel with her, so she knows not to give up."

The roar of an engine ended the call, and the silence was louder than Luke's disbelief. It did feel like he was dying, like ...