Seeing the speeding rose-pink Maserati, Cecilia Vaughn's mind went blank, as if every ounce of strength in her limbs and bones had been drained.
Fear spread throughout her body.
Fragments of thoughts chaotically flashed in her mind.
Everything seemed blurry, as if the surroundings were so dark, with a car speeding towards her without slowing down, its headlights glaring blindingly, throwing her heart into disarray.
A loud screeching noise, someone was hit and thrown out, and the small her fainted on the ground...
Someone was yelling for help, someone was dialing 110...
The shattered scenes overlapped with the reality in front of her, making it impossible to distinguish between truth and illusion for a moment.
...
"Young Madam! Move quickly! It's dangerous—"
Wyatt Law never expected Cecilia Vaughn to be distracted at a time like this. Having walked the edge of life and death for many years, he instinctively pushed Cecilia Vaughn aside.
