under the tires.
For a moment, no one moved.
Daniel put the SUV in park and turned halfway around in his seat.
His face had the unnatural calm of a man who had practiced cruelty until it sounded reasonable.
“This is where you get out,” he said.
Margaret looked at him for a long second.
Then she looked at Ashley.
Her daughter’s mouth opened.
Nothing came out.
That was the silence Margaret would remember.
Not Daniel’s order.
Not the road.
Not even the shock of the suitcase hitting the gravel.
