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ProloguePlease read Falcon before continuing with Mason
as all the books in this series are interconnectedMason(Seventeen-years old)
“How bad is this weather tonight?” Jennifer asks while we’re driving hoot I have a song I want you to listen to”
My eyes shift from my phone to my sister “Is it another one of those sappy ones?”
Jennifer s to bet anything you’ll like this one”
Picking up her phone, while her eyes keep glancing at the road, she looks for the song and a s sound up It’s a lazyjoins the strings, and she reaches for the radio to turn up the volume
When the car swerves on the icy road, she quickly grabs hold of the steering wheel with both hands “It’s really bad out,” she mutters while her face is strained orry The words have hardly left her ins to pull to the left “Shit, Mace, I’ve lost traction!”
As Jen taps the breaks, I reach over to the steering wheel, but she snaps, “It won’t help The road is too icy”
The car keeps gliding and when it’s diagonally in the road bright lights fall on us
“We need to ins to pound out of control
Fuck, they’re going to hit us
The other vehicle tries to slon, but they drive over the same patch of black ice
“Fu-uuck!” A second later, they crash into my side of the car “Jen!” a shout rips froins to spin across the road
“Shit Shit Shit,” she whispers as we uncontrollably spin into onco my left arm across Jennifer’s chest, I try to brace her for the unavoidable impact
Jennifer’s side takes the full blow as a vehicle collides with ours, and the i backward
“Mace!” Jennifer lets go of the steering wheel, and grabs hold of my arm with both her hands
It feels like the worst rollercoaster ride ofto a sudden standstill by crashing into a tree The windshield shatters, and I can hear pieces of glass and lance at Jennifer, and when her wide eyes meet mine, I feel a moment of relief We both look down at the branch which crashed through our windshield but luckily stopped within inches of my arm
“Fuck that was close” My voice sounds hoarse froh
“Yeah,” Jennifer whispers