I was almost back to the house when my cell rang. I probably wouldn’t have heard, but the screen lit up in the dark. I picked it up and grinned. Trent’s name flashed across the screen. “Miss me already, frat boy?” I answered. It wasn’t Trent that replied. I slammed on the brakes. The scent of burned rubber floated up into the air along with a white cloud of smoke. Cars laid on their horns and swerved out of the way when I made a sudden U-turn and laid on the gas. Thank God my car was fast. I didn’t know what the hell was going on, but I was damn sure gonna find out.
