“Mr. Fawkes, it’s still dangerous at the crash site. You can’t go in yet.”

“We’ve already called for rescue. The ambulance will be here any minute.”

“Mr. Fawkes-

“Get out of my way! If you waste any more time and anything happens to her, I’ll make sure you all pay for it!” Amid the chaos and shouting, that furious voice cut through the noise and slowly pulled Evangeline Whitmore back to consciousness.

She struggled to lift her head, her vision swimming, but managed to catch sight of a tall, familiar figure pushing past the barricade, storming toward her like some avenging angel.