**Grayson's POV**

"Drive faster!" I lean forward from the backseat. "Willie, for fuck's sake, FASTER!"

"I'm already doing eighty!" Willie's knuckles are white on the steering wheel. "You want me to get pulled over?"

"I don't care! Just GO!"

Erikson is squeezed beside me. Silent. Tense. His phone keeps buzzing with updates from our scouts.

Timothy went to Lynn's apartment.

Timothy assaulted the ...