“I think you hit something,” Parker says.
I open my eyes and see Parker and Briggs looking back at the road. We’re past the curve, so at least we made it, but that loud thud didn’t sound good.
“It was probably a deer,” Parker says, turning back to Finn. “You think it damaged the car?”
“Go out and look,” he tells him.
“Youdo it. You’re the one who hit it.”
“Just get out and fucking check,” Briggs says.
“And be late to the party?” Finn says. “Fuck that. If it did damage, I’ll deal with it tomorrow.”
“At least pull up more so we can see what we ran over,” Briggs says.
Finn pulls forward a few feet and stops.
I look back and see something on the road. “I don’t think it’s a deer.”
Briggs turns to look. “Shit.”
“What?” Finn asks. “What is it? A coyote?”
Briggs takes off his seatbelt and turns around to get a better look. “Shit. We’re fucked.”
“What do you mean?” I yank my seatbelt off and turn around, looking out the back window. I gasp when I see it. “Oh my God.”
“What?” Parker says. “What do you see?”
“It’s a guy,” Briggs says, staring out the window. “I think he’s dead.”
Chapter 13
Ella
“Someone go check,” Parker says. “Finn, you do it. You’re the one who hit him.”
“I didn’t fucking hit him! He ran in the fucking road!”
“Did he?” Briggs asks, turning back to Finn. “What did you see?”
“Nothing. I just went around the curve and hit something.”
“Then how do you know he ran in the road?”
“He wouldn’t just be standing there.”
“Parker, did you see anything?” Briggs asks.
“I don’t know. It’s dark, and it happened so fast I didn’t even know we hit something until I heard it.”
I open my door and get out.
“What are you doing?” Briggs says.
“Going to see if he’s alive since you idiots won’t do it.”
“Wait!” Briggs jumps out of the other side, and we meet up at the back of the Range Rover. “He’s not moving.”
