~ Massimo ~
Andrej and Bianco appeared at my sides like shadows detached from the night itself.
They flanked me immediately, but I barely acknowledged their presence as we headed for the car.
My mind was only focused on one person.
We speed through the night, the streetlights flashing over Bianco's focused face as he pushed the car to its limit with the kind of practiced aggression I usually admired.
But tonight, it wasn't fast enough.
I was restless in the back of the car, my fingers drumming a frantic, uneven beat against the leather seat.
I wished I could fly, or teleport, or just disappear from this metal box to reappear in Niamh's room in five seconds.
In the front passenger seat, Andrej appeared just as desperate to get back to Shauna, constantly shifting and checking his watch.
When we finally arrived, I practically sprinted out of the car, and rushed into the house.
