Deadly Devotion by Alysia Sofios

Author:Alysia Sofios
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pocket Star Books

Fourteen

Trying not to sit on my freshly steamed cape, I carefully gathered the red satin around my torso and buckled my seat belt. My coworker’s party in the trendy Tower District of Fresno was about fifteen minutes away, and I hoped my costume would hold up during the ride.

I have to remember to take pictures to show the girls.

It was almost eleven on an unusually fogless night, and I had promised the hostess that I would be there already. Because most of the guests would arrive around 11:30 or midnight—after the news—I was supposed to get there early to represent the morning show folks.

Maybe if I had an invisible jet ….

We would switch back to standard time in a few hours, which meant I would have an extra hour to spend at the party. I made a left turn onto the main road and accelerated to the full forty-mile-per-hour speed limit. All of a sudden, a bright light blinded me. I could see nothing but white as the high-pitched squealing of tires overpowered Frank Sinatra on the radio. Before I knew it, a white van had jumped the curb and crashed head-on into my small SUV.

I watched the front of my vehicle crunch toward me like an accordion and the dashboard plow into my kneecaps. My body shot up and forward, shattering the mirror on the visor. On the way back down, my cape settled on top of my rigid shoulders, and the long black waves from my wig came to rest on the steering wheel.

After a few seconds, I felt around with my tongue to make sure my teeth were intact. They were fine, but my mouth tasted like blood and I realized I had bitten the inside of my cheek. I struggled to regain my bearings.

I wonder how the other driver is. They must be drunk. I need help.

My vision was fuzzy as I looked through my cracked windshield and saw the driver of the van get out and start running toward my car, staring straight at me. In spite of the circumstances, I welcomed his help.

But the next thing I knew, he’d raced past the passenger door and kept on going.

Oh my God, he’s running away!

I didn’t have the energy to yell at him or ask why he wasn’t stopping to check on me; I just opened my car door. Luckily, another driver who had seen the collision rushed to my aid. She and her passenger, a younger woman, stuck their heads into my car.

“`We called 911, honey. The ambulance is on its way,” the older woman said. “Oh my God. Are you okay?”

“I don’t know,” I said, feeling around for injuries in my stomach, which was hurting, and my thighs. A sharp pain was shooting through my right ankle, which had gotten scrunched during the impact, and my knees were aching where the dashboard had smacked into them.

“We need to call someone. Is your husband or family nearby?”

Much to my surprise, the first people who came to my mind were the Wessons.

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