Chapter 75

Adrian’s black sedan roared into the wide parking space, tires grinding against the asphalt as he steered hard, his chest heaving with restless urgency. His knuckles whitened against the wheel. The weight of the call he had received earlier gnawed at him, every second feeding his fury and desperation.

Just as he rolled forward, headlights flared from the opposite end of the lot. A white Nissan jerked into motion, its engine purring confidently as it sped toward the exit.

Adrian’s gaze sharpened instantly, instincts twisting in his gut. He slowed his car, leaning forward, his eyes narrowing as the vehicle drew closer.

For the briefest second, the tinted glass caught the sunlight, and through it, a silhouette, no two silhouettes. A flash of Amelia’s hair. A man beside her.

His heart stopped.

“No—” Adrian muttered under his breath, his pulse slamming in his ears. He slammed the gearshift, intending to turn and follow, but the Nissan slipped past him with a