Scarlett POV
I should have been paying more attention when I left the garage.
Instead, I was still stuck on Jaxen: his stupidly calm face, that irritating confidence, and the fact that he’d actually been telling the truth.
I was so distracted I didn’t notice the other car coming through the entrance until it was too late. I jerked the wheel, but the front of my car still clipped the other vehicle.
The impact wasn’t bad, just enough to make both of us stop.
The other driver jumped out right away. He was middle-aged, face already twisted with anger. “What the hell? Do you even know how to drive?”
I rolled my window down. “I’ll pay for the damage.”
He glanced at my car and scoffed. “You can afford it?”
“I have insurance.”
He kept going. “The repairs aren’t cheap. My car needs origi
