The beginning of "Cold Adonis"

Adonis

Instinctively, my foot jammed heavily down on the brakes, and the car screeched to a haphazard halt, scratching along the asphalt of the road from side to side, before jerking to a stop a few yards away from the people standing on the road. I was breathing heavily, the smell of burning rubber filling my lungs, as my eyes squinted at the people with guns slowly approaching our vehicle.

They did not look friendly.

Cora let out a small groan, and I glanced at her, "Mom. Are you okay?"