C21 The City Burns

Vin was frantic, his phone ringing nonstop as he wove through the traffic, blaring his horn at anyone who dared slow him down. The McLaren GT sped forward, side by side with ambulances and firetrucks. And with each car they passed, Vin’s anger escalated tenfold.

“You’re wrong, Callie.” Vin but the words out past gritted teeth. “There is no light, no hope, only suffering