In the rearview mirror, that figure collapsed, and it was Jorge Saxton who reached out to support him.
And at the very moment he fell, Nicole heard that weak, hoarse, furious growl— "Nicole..."
Jose Floyd called her name before he collapsed—
Nicole's fingers trembled even more violently, a sharp pain stabbing through her palm. She bit down hard on her lip, her gaze fixed straight on the rearview mirror, watching Jorge lift that figure into the back seat, a metallic taste of blood spreading between her lips and teeth...
The car drove forward, and nothing could be seen anymore in the rearview mirror.
Nicole felt as if all the strength had drained out of her, her head resting against the car window. She closed her eyes to hide the faint redness at their rims, her face pale.
When they arrived at the Seys Family home, Nicole didn't say a single word and was the first to walk inside, heading straight for the second floor.
