Page 170 of Obsession

“Harris…” I mumbled, completely terrified, clutching the chair.

He switched on the lights, but that didn’t help, because I could only see my end approaching.

No! He wasn’t so crazy that he would….

He just smiled, and I saw the train coming towards us from the right. It would pass right in front of us, but Harris didn’t slow down.

His hands flew over the gadgets on the dashboard and I noticed some buttons on the steering wheel light up, then something roared behind us and the car vibrated.

I gulped as I saw the train approaching.

It to us and us to it.

There was no point in telling him to stop, he wouldn’t have listened.

“Hold on tight,” he advised, before pressing another damn button

Hold on to what?I wanted to scream, but I didn’t have the chance.

A bomb seemed to explode beneath us. The car shook and then shot forward like a rocket. Harris gripped the steering wheel with both hands and glued himself to the seat. I imitated him because I was afraid I might lose my spine after this whole thing was over.

I screamed without being able to suppress it when I saw the train a few feet in front of us. We were about to jump in front of it.

How the hell were we going to get across the tracks?

My unspoken question was answered when I noticed the ramp in front of us, a few feet from the tracks. The train had already passed. There was no way to cross in front of it anymore.

“Harriiis!!!” I shouted again, clutching the seat belts.

He gripped the steering wheel tight, stepped on the gas and the car went flying. Not in the figurative sense: we were in the air. Not in front of the train, but above it.

My lungs were empty of air and nausea rose in my throat. I swallowed to hold it in, then involuntarily cried out again.

I had the impression that I was already playing with death, but I was very much mistaken. This, Harris…. was really playing with death. The explosive feeling of adrenaline was incomparable, the fear that froze your blood in your veins; I felt both in a combination that no drug had ever produced.

The car jumped over the locomotive and landed on the other side with a loud bang. The straps held me in place, but I could still feel them digging into my ribs. I opened my mouth because my teeth were threatening to break as my whole body shook.

I didn’t close my eyes, I saw everything and looked at Harris as he regained control of the car.

A smile formed around the corners of his mouth, as if what he had just done was no big deal. He turned to me and winked.

God, he was overwhelming.

We had jumped with the car over a moving train. I started scanning my body to make sure every piece was still there.

The crowd gathered in front of us, waiting for the winner. They probably took a shortcut to get ahead of us because we were no longer at the place we started from.

I looked behind and saw Ken’s car a few feet behind us, and Jay’s car much further away. The other guy was no longer there because he had probably given up the jump.

As Harris crossed the finish line, my heart was still searching for its usual rhythm. With a big grin, he suddenly slowed down and came to a stop in the middle of the crowd, then turned off the lights and gave them what they all wanted.

Everyone howled as the demon became invisible.

Harris laughed again and turned to me as he turned off the engine. I could barely make out his features, but I think he was smiling.

“They’re waiting for you to—”

His lips swallowed my words. I had no idea how he’d gotten to me so quickly, but I didn’t care. My heart was still pounding hard, and his kiss gave it the final push. Dozens of people surrounded us, and I knew none of them could see us, even though some had their faces glued to the windows.

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