Driving slowly and sneakily, he eased the car forward, weaving through the sluggish morning traffic, and finally pulled closer to the sidewalk where she was walking. And then—like the universe was on cue—Daisy just happened to turn.
Cinematically.
Like, no joke, full-on rom-com timing.
Her long black hair caught the breeze just right, fluttering behind her like she was in some perfume ad or K-drama opening. If soft instrumental music had started playing in the background, he wouldn't have questioned it. Honestly, he half expected flower petals to start drifting down from the sky.
And Rex?
Gone.
Absolutely critical hit. Out cold. totally KO'd.
Daisy blinked, slightly confused. Just a second ago, she thought she'd heard some strange noise—like distant yelling or maybe cursing—and instinctively turned her head to check. But before she could see anything, a sleek black car rolled up and stopped right in front of her, completely blocking her view.
