CHAPTER 88

Sutton “I had just turned up the radio and started to sing along,” Candice said in a gruff voice. Her body was bandaged and brusied, and she was awaiting x-rays to see what was broken. But she was okay, and that was all that mattered to me. “The radio was a little loud, I guess. I didn’t hear the car behind me until it bumped the back of the SUV.” “What kind of car was it?” Brian asked. “Black, I wish I could remember more, but I just saw black. My body flew forward, but...