Kenzie

“We should be there in about ten minutes,” Hunter says, as he maneuvers us through the rush hour traffic that is New York.

“Okay,” I wouldn’t care if he told me it would be another hour until we got there. I don’t think I’ve ever been so relieved to get out of the house as I was today. I absolutely love the new house and the fact that now I can at least go outside, unlike at the condo.

“Mr. Parker will be leaving momentarily, if he hasn’t—”

CRASH

The sound of metal crunching and screaming fills the air. I’m screaming, Hunter is calling for me to hold on...