Vivian could feel the press of his body, the pressure of the wind on her chest, as Everett moved her quickly out of range. He shoved her body into Liam’s car that was still parked in the front of his house, tossing her bag into the back seat, he materialized in the driver seat. Without any words, he revved the car, pulling back hard away from the house, the tires tossing up gravel as he spun it around facing the front gate.
Vivian’s eyes widened as she watched three black SUVs barrel through the gate, racing up the gravel drive heading directly towards them. Glancing back, Vivian saw the men approaching quickly from the backside of the property and could hear the distant whip of the helicopter propellers. They were surrounded.