Bradley's body was tense as he jogged down the porch steps and across the lawn toward his car. He fully expected Danny to run after him, jump him from behind, but a quick glance over Bradley's shoulder confirmed that he was alone.

What the fuck was Carissa thinking, agreeing to go home with Danny?

Bradley jerked open his car door and slid in behind the wheel. He fired up the ignition, then revved the engine. Slamming the car into reverse, he peeled out of the ...