Book 2: Was It an Accident?

Zion’s POV

My attention fell upon a Ford Mustang hurtling down towards me from the opposite direction, but it was too late. If I didn’t swerve, it would surely hit me. Panic settled in my heart in that split second. I had no time to think, swerving the car with all my strength.

The other cars honked and screeched to a halt, confusion prevailing at my sudden turn. I missed the killer car by inches. It was such a narrow escape that I lost my concentration for a second. My hand slipped on the steering wheel and I lost my grip.

The car hurtled towards the lane barrier and then towards the fence beyond. I had to evacuate to save my life.

Opening the door, I jumped out, tucking my body into a tight ball, and landing hard on the side of the road. I rolled over immediately to a safer side to avoid getting hit. Excruciating pain hit my entire body, and I knew I was dying.

The car crashed into the fence nearby while the Maserati cruised past me