*Jonathan’s POV*

Driving like Brielle is not necessarily a complement, but in this one circumstance it is. At least I am a little bit safer than she is while driving. Unlike her car, which takes up an entire lane all on its own, my motorcycle is able to zip in and out of the lanes, around cars, and speed through red lights.

While I drive, I cannot get Franco or the coroner out of my head. The fact that Franco Quinto was alive and well, able to get his and live out his days by ...