"Help me! Madison, please! What the fuck are you doing? Help me!"Austin’s voice was a wet, bubbling rattle. He dragged himself across the scorched asphalt, his fingers clawing at the grit. The sleek Mustang was a skeleton of orange fire behind him, the heat warping the air into a sickening haze. One of his legs was twisted at an impossible angle, the bone white and jagged through the charred denim. His face, that "golden boy" mask that had graced a thousand pack galas, was a ruin of soot and peeling skin.Madison stepped out of the Lykan. Her heels clicked a steady, rhythmic beat against the pavement. The sound was clinical. Cold. She didn't rush. She didn't breathe harder. She stopped three feet from his reaching, blackened fingers."The engine's still hissing, Austin," Madison said. She looked down at him, her eyes as flat as frozen lakes. "You might want to move faster. The fuel lines are leaking.""Madi... ahh! Fuck, it burns!" He coughed, a spray of dark blood hitting the road.
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