Blood

Charlie

“Why the hell did you have to have this race out in the middle of fucking nowhere?” Rick roared as he slammed his door closed behind him in the Jeep and started it up.

Harley, who was sitting in the passenger seat, flinched under the anger in his voice. “The last race has to be far away. I needed open road. And this is where—”

“I’m so fucking done with this shit. And with cleaning blood out of my seats. For fuck’s sake, get out of my Goddamn way!” Rick slammed the heel of his hand into the middle of his steering wheel. The horn of the Jeep wailed and the people milling around on the street leapt out of the way.

Mason and Laina were in the car behind us. She had wanted to ride in the Jeep with us but there wasn’t enough room. I was in the backseat with Benji who had not yet regained consciousness. Laina was freaking out and we couldn’t have her in here with us. If we needed to act fast in case something else happened, she would be in our way.

Luckily Mason came to the same conc