(Kieran)
By five thirty I was done. I needed to pick up Sloane and take her back to my house.
I grabbed my things. Headed out to my car.
The parking garage was mostly empty. Most of the day shift had already left.
I got in my car. Started the engine. Pulled out of my spot.
I merged onto the main road. Checked the time. Five forty. I'd be there right on time.
Traffic was moving well. No delays.
I was thinking about dinner. About Sloane. About how good things were between us.
Then something slammed into me from behind.
Hard.
My car lurched forward. I gripped the wheel. What the hell?
Before I could process it, they hit me again. Even harder.
My car swerved. I fought to control it. Tried to straighten out.
They rammed me a third time.
The impact sent my car spinning. Tires scre
