hood and jogged toward the curve. Her b

t diagonally across both lanes. Hazard lights bl

uster of people crowded around the asphalt

elegant silk dress that pooled around her legs. Her face was the color of ash. Her lips were

it knelt beside her. Tiffany Dra

men in black suits standing around them. "I'll

de. Sweat poured down his face. A leather medical bag sat

nto the woman's neck, watching the faint, erratic flutter o

attack. The muscle spasms in the woman's neck and that specif

g. The needle was long and thick. He drew a cle

rectly at the center of the woman's chest, pr

enaline hit a heart already weakened

side of each man's knee with a sharp, precise blow. The bodyguards

and clamped around the doctor's wrist

ground together. He cried out in pain. The n

is head up. His fac

oing?" he yelle

cluster at his wrist. His fingers went numb and po

ight caught the shar

e dead in three seconds," Dakota said. Her

t. She pointed a shaking fin

. "Look at you. You look like a homeless

is injured wrist and

nt," he shouted. "If she dies,

eir jackets. The metallic click of telescopic batons extendin

avy. The men gl

e, wet choking sound came from her throat. The portable h

e tossed the syringe onto the asphalt and l

here who can keep her