Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Timothy would definitely have his people watching that route-he had no choice but to get Jessica out of the city by a different road.

Vince believed Cloverdale was the safest bet. Timothy's influence wouldn't reach that far, not easily.

But Jessica wanted to leave the country.

He was determined to make that wish come true for her, to make up for the guilt gnawing at him since leaving her alone last night at The Gilded Whisper Estates.

If she hadn't managed to escape Timothy herself, who knew what fate would've awaited her?

Meanwhile, Timothy was repeatedly dialing Vince's number. Just as he lowered his head to punch in the call, he looked up-and a massive thirty-foot truck was turning straight into his path.

He slammed on the brakes and jerked the wheel, desperately trying to avoid a collision.

Vince's phone, connected to his car's Bluetooth, picked up the call at that precise moment.

"Timothy―"

A deafening crash cut him off.

Timothy's car smashed into the roadside barrier with brutal force, the impact so violent that the airbags exploded from the dash.

On the other side, the truck driver hit the brakes, but the cab still clipped the rear of Timothy's car.

Another sickening crash.

"Timothy!"

Vince's shout echoed through the car, but on the line, all he could hear was Timothy retching-a guttural, choked sound-followed by the unmistakable splatter of blood.

you just get

panic. That sound-twisted metal and

lifeless eyes flickered

"Vince "

him that in

sharp pain seized Vince's

left no doubt

Stay awake! Get out of the car

Jessy... I need

off, unfinished. Timothy

"Timothy! Timothy!"

called his name over

suddenly, a frantic voice

Sir, are you

exhaled, relieved-someone

you tell me where

rattled off the

whatever you can to get him out of the car and call

anxiety etched on

Do you... do you

see him?"

more than to get Jessica safely

he couldn't

between Jessy and vel

something unresolved.