"What are you thinking?"
"I’m thinking crazy shit, Savannah. The worst."
"Explain."
"The Sparrows are dying, but cancer doesn’t quit without leaving a mark on every cell in a body.
"There are more than just the NWS, did you know that?"
"I did. A European faction and an Asian one."
He nodded. "Then there’s the ECD. They’re intrinsically linked to us. Our cause used to be their cause before Da found capitalism and became its whore.
"And then we have the Points. Diversifying into real estate while still dealing with the worst of the worst."
"Aidan," I rasped, watching his hand tighten around the wheel. "Tell me what you’re thinking. I already know all this. Where are you going with it?"
We pulled up at an intersection, and with his face tilted toward me once more, and with that ethereal glow from the dash on his features, a glow that seemed to grow more intense with every word he uttered, he intoned, "There’s only one solution, Savannah. Three factions, one head."
That was when the twin lights glowed even brighter than before.
As I squinted against it, it came tunneling into us. Barreling closer until Aidan slammed his foot on the accelerator to try to get away, making both of us buck forward.
But it was too late.
I screamed.
The collision was already in motion.
Our fate was in someone else’s hands.