Riley

The stolen sedan’s tires screeched as I swung the wheel hard around the final bend of the estate road, and the heavy iron gates of the Porter mansion were looming up in the dark rain just like they had a few hours ago, but this time I didn't stop for the gate guards or wait for their security clearances. I smashed the front bumper straight through the wooden parking barrier, sending splinters flying across the gravel driveway, and I brought the smoking vehicle to a violent halt right at the base of the stone steps where my father’s main enforcer squad was already running out with their flashlights drawn....