The words seem to echo through the hallway.

“We're treating this as an attempted murder.”

Silence fell heavily between them. Tessa’s entire body stiffened. Her lashes fluttered.

“ You're saying… someone had intentionally… tried to kill my husband?”

“ We're afraid so.”

Her breath stuttered, her fingers slowly curled into fists. The fear she had been drowning in instantly transformed into something hotter.

Anger.

‘ Someone tried to kill my husband. Someone wanted him dead.’ Her teeth gritted.

Her voice came out icy. “Who was driving the other car?"

The officer shook his head. “We're still trying to identify him."

"Then find him." Her breathing grew heavier. “Check every traffic...