I swallowed hard. "Dom… there's something I need to tell you."
He glanced at me, eyes flicking between me and the road. "What?"
I tightened my fists on my knees. "I know about the murder on the highway. The one that happened last year. I know you're involved."
The car jerked.
Tires screeched as Dominic slammed the brakes.
My whole body jerked forward against the seatbelt. A truck blared its horn, swerving around us, missing the car by inches.
"Jesus Christ!" I shouted, my heart was racing, my chest kept heaving. "What the hell, Dom? Are you trying to kill us?"
He didn't answer right away. Dominic's face was pale, his breath came out ragged. His hands clutched the wheel like he wanted to strangle it. "How the hell do you know about that?"
I snapped my head toward him, still clutching the dash where my hand had flown. "Are we just gonna ignore the fact that a truck almost killed us two seconds ago? Why the hell did you slam the brakes like that, Dom?"
