And whoever it was, wasn’t holding back. The world swam into focus, and I opened my eyes to a serene starry sky before sitting up into chaos. Xander knelt over me, and he was the only one close enough who could have slapped me. I rubbed my cheek and glared at him before taking in the scene around me. I must have been out for longer than it seemed because there was all kinds of things happening. A flatbed tow truck winched the mass of fiberglass and steel that had once been a Pontiac onto the bed. A man in blue coveralls sprinkled something from a plastic container into the puddle of fluids. A second man used a push broom to sweep up the glass scattered across the road. Sariah spoke to a policeman, pigeon toeing and batting her eyelashes at him. How could he resist a Succubus at the height of her game? Despite everything there was to take in, the one thing missing was an ambulance or hearse or any other vehicle to carry away the dead body. I shoved myself off the sidewalk while my head whipped around in search of him; my mind reached out, but I felt nothing.
