I shake my head and climb into his car. “It went better than I thought. I just hope Mum comes around.”
“She will. She just needs some time to digest it all. You’re her little girl and that will never change.”
I nod and totally understand why she’s acting the way she is. Gavin pulls out of the car park and heads out onto the main road. It will take us about twenty minutes to get to my house, and I’m looking forward to taking off my shoes and having a nice hot bath.
“You have a glowing tan.”
“Yeah, the weather out there is unbelievable.”
“I know I’ve said this a lot lately, Harls, but I’m so proud of you.”
“You have said that an awful lot, but it means a lot. I have you to thank for my change of luck.”
“Nope. This is all on you, sis. I just gave you a…” Gavin pauses and looks in his rear-view mirror. “Some arsehole is trying to run into the back of us.”
“What?” Our car moves quicker, and I look behind us.
“This car is trying to run us off the road.”
The car behind bangs into us, shunting us forward. I scream and hold onto the door tightly. Our car is all over the road, trying to get out of the way safely.
“What’s going on?” I cry. “Who would do this.”
Bang.
My heart is pounding in my chest. My nerves are shot. Will this ever stop?
The road we’re on is long and winding. There is no way for us to get off. We speed up and try to get away from the car but it comes up alongside us, and it’s now that I get a glimpse of who’s behind the wheel –Martin.
Fuck!This is all we need.
“He’s lost his ever-loving mind,” shouts my brother as he tries to keep our car on the road. “Move over, dick!”
“Gavin, he’s going to kill us!” I scream as he rams into us again. This goes on for about two miles, until a lorry comes along on the other side of the road.
“Gavin!” I scream, but it’s useless. There is nowhere for us to go. Another ram in our side and our car gets turned over and we roll for what feels like forever.
I hear the smashing of glass, crunching of metal, and the smell of rubber burning. Everything is a blur. My head is banging and I can’t move. I feel paralysed. I want to scream and try to get to my brother, but nothing happens. I can’t speak. I can’t even cry.
Oh my God, Giovani.
Giovani is my last thought before everything goes black.
Chapter 26
Giovani
I’ve heard nothing from Harleigh since earlier today. I’m worried about her. Her phone is either dead or she’s got it switched off. I’ve sent her lots of texts and voicemails. I’ve even sent her Facebook messages, but there is nothing from her. I’m going out of my mind with worry. I just wish she would let me know she’s okay. I have no idea what happened with her family when she arrived in Glasgow. Did they make her change her mind? Is she afraid to tell me?
I bang down my phone on my desk and pour myself another whiskey. Yeah, I’ve hit the hard stuff. I need a distraction and only alcohol will do the trick.
Lucca walks into my office and sits down at his desk.
“Have you heard from Harleigh?”
“Nope!” I snap. “You?”
Lucca shakes his head and throws a pen at me. “Of course I’ve not. I would have said if I had. She’s probably got carried away reuniting with her folks and lost track of time.”
