Ram into it?
Quentin Walsh had never imagined that his job as an executive assistant would one day require him to run someone over. He hesitated, but still followed his boss's orders to the letter.
When Jasper Quinn realized the car ahead had slowed down only to suddenly accelerate again, his heart dropped.
He stood his ground, his arm still outstretched to hail the car.
But the car didn't slow down in the slightest...
The winter wind was biting. The engine roared, the sound blasting his ears along with the cold gusts. His heart leaped into his throat, his pulse racing like a frantic drum. Just as the car was about to hit him, he dodged to the side—the vehicle brushing past him as it went.
His legs gave out from fear, and he collapsed onto the ground, his mind going completely blank.
Only one word echoed in his mind:
'Madman!'
