Page 85 of The Hitman and the Psychic

Felicity turned to them. “A car almost hit Serenity! I saw the whole thing! It was waiting for her to cross, but it sped up while she was in the road. It would have hit her if Nate hadn’t tackled her out of the way.”

“Did anyone see the car?” Will asked.

“The brights were on.” I shook my head. “I didn’t see a thing.”

“Should we call the police?” Mom asked. “You could have been killed!” Mom jerked me into her arms. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine. Just a little shook up.” She held me tight, rocking me back and forth like I was a child. I pulled back from her smothering embrace, and Dad grabbed me next, then Felicity joined him. I held them both for a few seconds before pulling away. “I’m okay. It’s fine.”

“I’m calling the police.” Will pulled out his phone.

I glanced at Stone. He stepped beside me, and I leaned into his arms. “Is that a problem?” I whispered.

“No. It’s fine.” He glanced at the others. “We should file a report with the police, but you need to be prepared that they won’t be able to do much. I didn’t even see what kind of car it was.” He motioned to my sister. “Do you have a security camera on your house?”

Her shoulders fell. “No. I’ve been wanting to get one, but—”

“It’s okay. Maybe one of your neighbors has one.”

“I don’t understand,” Mom said. “They were waiting for you to cross? But then they sped up? Were they trying to hit you? Are you sure that’s what happened?” Her voice got louder and more hysterical as she spoke.

“Yes!” Felicity said. “I saw the whole thing. Someone just tried to kill her! If not for Nate, she’d be dead.”

“We don’t know that for sure.” I shook my head. A shiver ran down my spine, and I couldn’t seem to stop shaking.

“Let’s go inside.” Stone held me close. “We’re all a little shaken up, and it’s going to be a while before the police show up.”

I sank against him, grateful he was taking charge. As we filed into the house, Will finished his phone call to the police. “They said it would be about half an hour before anyone could get here.”

Stone took me to the couch and pulled me down beside him while my mom left to get us some water to drink. Emma had kept the kids in the back yard, away from all the excitement.

Felicity sat beside me, and I turned to her. “Don’t let the kids know what happened, okay? When the police get here, let’s meet them outside. I don’t want to ruin Gracie’s birthday.”

Her eyes held worry, but she pressed her lips together and nodded. “That’s a good idea.”

We hardly spoke before the police arrived, all of us in a state of shock. Stone and I hurried out to meet them, along with Felicity and my parents. It didn’t take long to tell them everything we knew. The fact that no one saw a license plate, or the make and model of the car, didn’t give them much to go on.

One of the officers pulled me aside. “I don’t want to upset your family, but do you know why someone would want to kill you?”

I swallowed. “No. I have no idea.”

“No husband, boyfriend, co-worker, or ex-lover?”

“My husband and I are going through a divorce, but I can’t believe he’d want me dead.”

The officer’s brows drew together, and she glanced at Stone. “Is that him?”

“No… that’s… he’s a friend.”

“Okay. So what’s the name of your ex?”

“Brandon Jones.”

“You have an address and phone number for him?”

“Sure.” I gave it to her, and she added it to her notes.

“Okay. Anyone else?”

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