There are no cars to speak of. The garage is almost as empty as it was when Raoul and I were here an hour ago and the gates letting cars inside don’t open to the public for another hour. A few doctors and nurses have started showing up for their shifts, but otherwise, we have the place to ourselves.
The dinosaur is chugging along at least twenty feet in front of Dante when it hits a rock and topples over with a roar.
Dante breaks into a run to pick it up…
Just as an engine roars from around the corner.
The headlights flash as the car lurches forward, heading straight for my son.
I don’t pause to think. There isn’t time for it. I lunge forward and slam my hand into Dante’s back to knock him out of the path of the car.
He’s small and he goes flying, skidding across the concrete ten fee
