Waiting down the rear gate was an unmarked black sedan.

The driver stepped out to open the rear passenger door for me, but I slammed it shut before he could speak.

"Guard the perimeter from here," I commanded coldly, pulling open the driver's door and sliding into the leather front seat.

I shut the door, pulled a cigarette from the dashboard pack, and lit it. The hot smoke rushed into my lungs, burning down the frantic edge in my blood.

I turned the ignition, shifted into gear, and pulled onto the secondary road. The moment I cleared the private estate gates, I slammed my foot on the accelerator.

The engine...