When Xavier Lockwood and Ivan Gray arrived, all they saw were two cars askew against each other. Quinn Vance stood by the rear of one car, holding an umbrella. Seeing them approach, he hurried over to greet them.
Xavier Lockwood slammed his car door shut and strode straight into the rain. "Where's Summer Thorne?"
"In the car..."
The driver had just gotten out three words when Xavier Lockwood started to move forward, but Quinn Vance quickly grabbed his arm to stop him.
"Miss Thorne isn't in good condition. Please wait a moment."
Xavier Lockwood froze, then asked, "And that bastard?"
"He ran," the driver said. "We haven't had a chance to go after him yet."
"He must be crazy, completely driven by lust to dare something like this..." Ivan Gray's expression was complicated. He glanced toward the car, then hastily looked away.
Even though he couldn't see a thing, he was afraid he might accidentally see something he shouldn't.
