Then a car rolled into frame.
The car Tessa was in.
Steady.
Controlled.
Not speeding.
Not swerving.
I leaned closer.
Another set of headlights appeared from the opposite direction.
Fast.
Way too fast.
“Wait…”
The second car blew through the intersection without braking.
Impact.
Metal exploded across the screen as it slammed broadside into Tessa’s car.
The vehicle spun violently—
straight into the tree.
Driver side first.
I sat frozen for half a second.
Then rage surged so fast it made my vision sharpen.
“That wasn’t an accident.”
I rewound the footage.
Watched it again slower.
And this time I saw it.
A flash of red hair visible through the passenger window before impact.
Passenger side.
Tessa.
Not driving.
Not even close.
“Jesus…”
I paused the frame and stared at it.