The screen of the burner phone went black as Marcus cut the video link.

Julian sat inside the speeding black SUV, his face completely pale and cold like winter ice. His dark eyes burned with a terrifying, raging fire that could melt steel. Twenty minutes. Marcus had given him twenty short minutes to save Evelyn and their unborn baby.

"Step on it, Mark!" Julian roared, his deep voice shaking the glass windows of the car. "Drive faster!"

"We are hitting downtown traffic now, Mr. Vance!" Mark shouted back, his hands gripping the steering wheel tight as he swerved around slower cars on the wet road. "The streets are jammed!"

Julian...