CHAPTER 6
THE PAINFUL SOUND of grating metal echoed in my ears as I yanked the handbrake on and peered into the driver’s side wing mirror. As if to add insult to injury, the tiny line of text at the bottom of the glass leapt out at me: Caution! Objects in the mirror may be closer than they appear.
“Well, I bloody know that now,” I muttered under my breath.
A tall, blond-haired stranger unfolded himself from the driver’s side of a shiny, dark-green car, the mangled nose of which sat askew behind the lorry. I wasn’t sure what kind of car it was, but judging by its sporty looks and the furious expression on its owner’s face, I suspected it was an expensive one.
The man slammed the car door, and I watched his reflection growing bigger as he strode towards me. Nope, definitely not happy.
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