“I think so.” She swallowed. “It was a white van. They were driving really fast and they swerved to my side. Are they here?”
“No. But don’t worry about that either. Focus on you.”
She closed her eyes. “I’m sorry.”
“What are you sorry for?”
“I haven’t been nice to you.”
His soft chuckle made some of the panic in her chest dissipate. “You haven’t been that bad.”
“Yes, I have. I’ve been angry at everyone. Because for a while, I’ve been feeling like the world is out to get me, which”—she laughed, but there was no humor in the sound—“this kind of proves it is. But I took it out on you.”
“Sky. The day you moved in next door, my life got better.”
She almost snorted. “I don’t believe that.”
“It’s true. Fighting with you was the best part of my days…until I kissed you.”
Despite everything, butterflies fluttered in her belly. “I kind of liked our kisses too.”
“Kind of?”
Okay, more than kind of.
She opened her mouth to say that, but another bark sounded, which was closely followed by shouted voices.
Becket rose and turned before shouting, “Teddy, watch out!”
Suddenly, something hit the back of the car.
Her heart jackhammered.
Becket shouted, “No!”
Then the car tipped forward, sending her right into the reservoir.
* * *
A dog barked,surprising Becket, and he whipped his head around. The owner of the Nissan had moved back to clear the scene, but as Becket stood up to see what was happening, the dog jumped out of his owner’s arms and ran toward Teddy, who was hunched behind the car, attaching a chain.
“Teddy, watch out!”
But Becket’s words came too late.
The dog hit Teddy at full speed, and Teddy fell into the car. The vehicle jerked. The chain was already attached but the undercarriage wasn’t stable enough. It was the only anchor point.
Becket watched, helpless, as the undercarriage tore right off and the car fell off the bridge.
The splash of the vehicle hitting the water was loud, and it made a fear like Becket had never known slice through his limbs.
A collection of loud gasps sounded around him as Becket yanked off his helmet, jacket and boots.
“Becket, wait!”
He ignored Irene’s shout, sprinting to the edge of the bridge and jumping off the edge.
Cool air whipped over his body as he sliced through the air, the years he’d spent as a Navy SEAL coming back to him. He sucked in a deep lungful of air before his feet hit the reservoir and he sank beneath the surface. Icy-cold water enveloped him, shocking his system. He ignored the urge to escape the cold, forced his mind to go black and his training to take over.
