Lucien's jaw tightened as he checked the mirror. "The hell-?" He switched lanes sharply, eyes narrowing. "Drunk driver."

The phone buzzed from the center console. Rafael's name flashed on screen.

Lucien answered without looking away from the road. "Talk to me."

Whatever Rafael said on the other end made Lucien jerk forward in his seat.

"What?"

The car behind slammed into us before he got the answer. My seatbelt bit into my chest. The world jerked sideways.

"Shit-it's an attack!" Lucien ...