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“The speed limit’s forty,” Ellie said, clutching her seat.

Reluctantly he eased off on the accelerator. A drizzle had set in, turning the wintery evening even gloomier. He flicked on the wipers as the black tarmac glistened like oil in his headlights. Usually the road snaking through the reserve would have a few joggers at this time of day, but the cold and the rain appeared to have kept them away. He tamped on the brakes as they approached a tight bend.

Ellie’s briefcase slipped off her seat. She bent to retrieve it, lifting one leg slightly. As her skirt pulled up, out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of her inner thigh and couldn’t help staring. In the dimness her tender skin gleamed like the petal of an ice-berg rose.

She tugged at her skirt, and his gaze lifted to her face—cheeks pink, confusion in her eyes—goddamnit, she’d caught him checking her out. She ducked her chin down, her hair fanning over her face.

“Ellie—”

Three seconds can change a man’s life. A second to look up at the road ahead. A second to recognise the danger. A second to react.

Three seconds. That’s all it took to change his life.

In the glare of his headlights metal flashed. The eyes of a ghost stared back at him.

His hands moved of their own accord, jerking the steering wheel to the left. Tyres juddered and brakes screeched as they hurtled over rough ground. A low, stone wall loomed in the headlights. The car slammed the wall at an angle and flipped over it.

Airbags exploded. They plunged through space, upside down.

A sickening crunch as they smashed into the water. The roof of the car crumpled like foil. At the same time, his head seemed to explode with pain that ripped through him like a grenade.

Through the shudders of agony, he heard someone screaming. Ellie.

He’d never heard anyone scream like that, so filled with blind terror it made his blood run cold. He turned to her, but the axe cleaved through his skull once more, and it was almost a relief to find himself tumbling into black oblivion.