Chapter 14
Martha’s coolness unnerved him and left him wanting to break something. Jordan kept his hands at his sides as he steamrolled back to his car—he needed to get off campus and to the gym. Now.
He headed to the second row where he’d parked, as his usual spot was taken by Martha’s Mercedes, and clicked the fob to unlock his doors.
Sneakers against the asphalt, he turned at the silver KIA on the corner as a white SUV’s wheels squealed from the street. Goosebumps grew on his arms and the air around him somehow became electrified. Alarmed, Jordan ran toward his car.
He wasn’t fast enough. The SUV shadowed him and then revved ahead to halt before him, so close he smelled burning rubber. He committed the license plate to memory, just in case.
Jordan was about to dodge between parked
