Burning Passion: Love Never Die

They didn’t go far. They went hiking in a national forest, 45 minutes from the city, and returned that night.

They came back by minibus. Blair slept on the way back, head bobbing to the bumps in the road. Suddenly, she heard someone complain, “This traffic is murder!”

“Should we get out and walk? We’re close to the school,” Joslyn suggested. It was bumper-to-bumper traffic. Try as they might, the line of cars stretched as far as the eye could see. Blair and Joslyn could only wait in the minibus.

Blair, who was carsick, agreed to Joslyn’s suggestion right away.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

They told the driver, and he kindly opened the doors for them and let them out. They started walking down the sidewalk.

They talked as they walked.

the minibus. Those cars aren’t moving at all. There

looked ahead and then

so. Look at that— they must be Lined up outside the city.” The traffic in Alorith wasn’t usually this

continued walking for a few more minutes. Then they heard sirens screaming. The police and emergency vehicles showed

of the traffic jam. Hearing the sirens, they fell silent. Since the emergency vehicles had come, they realized that someone must have been hurt.

what was going on.

its back end.

cordoned off. A crowd gathered, as well as the

actively working. A few of them were out with signs and flashlights,

out of the Porsche and walked over to a man who

happen? Why is he dead? Who did this? And you! You are soldiers. You save people. How could you let this happen?” she

her

and Wesley were doomed to meet at