"If you don't slow down by at least ten miles an hour, Elena, you're going to put us right through the guardrail and straight into the Pacific Ocean," Carlos called out, his voice fighting against the steady, rhythmic crash of the dark ocean waves against the jagged wooden pilings below.He gripped the passenger-side grab handle of the old pickup truck so hard his knuckles turned chalk-white, his eyes darting from the narrow, winding coastal road to Elena’s intense, unblinking profile behind the steering wheel. She didn’t ease up on the gas pedal at all; if anything, the engine gave an angry, high-pitched whine as she downshifted smoothly into a sharp curve overlooking the grey, churning expanse of the horizon."Relax, Carlos, I've been driving coastal roads since before you learned how to properly wipe a hard drive without leaving a digital fingerprint," Elena retorted, her voice sharp and steady, though a faint, teasing smirk played at the corner of her lips. She kept her hands lock

"If you don't slow down by at least ten miles an hour, Elena, you're going to put us right through the guardrail and straight into the Pacific Ocean," Carlos called out, his voice fighting against the steady, rhythmic crash of the dark ocean waves against the jagged wooden pilings below.He gripped the passenger-side grab handle of the old pickup truck so hard his knuckles turned chalk-white, his eyes darting from the narrow, winding coastal road to Elena’s intense, unblinking profile behind the steering wheel. She didn’t ease up on the gas pedal at all; if anything, the engine gave an angry, high-pitched whine as she downshifted smoothly into a sharp curve overlooking the grey, churning expanse of the horizon."Relax, Carlos, I've been driving coastal roads since before you learned how to properly wipe a hard drive without leaving a digital fingerprint," Elena retorted, her voice sharp and steady, though a faint, teasing smirk played at the corner of her lips. She kept her hands lock

"If you don't slow down by at least ten miles an hour, Elena, you're going to put us right through the guardrail and straight into the Pacific Ocean," Carlos called out, his voice fighting against the steady, rhythmic crash of the dark ocean waves against the jagged wooden pilings below.He gripped the passenger-side grab handle of the old pickup truck so hard his knuckles turned chalk-white, his eyes darting from the narrow, winding coastal road to Elena’s intense, unblinking profile behind the steering wheel. She didn’t ease up on the gas pedal at all; if anything, the engine gave an angry, high-pitched whine as she downshifted smoothly into a sharp curve overlooking the grey, churning expanse of the horizon."Relax, Carlos, I've been driving coastal roads since before you learned how to properly wipe a hard drive without leaving a digital fingerprint," Elena retorted, her voice sharp and steady, though a faint, teasing smirk played at the corner of her lips. She kept her hands lock

"If you don't slow down by at least ten miles an hour, Elena, you're going to put us right through the guardrail and straight into the Pacific Ocean," Carlos called out, his voice fighting against the steady, rhythmic crash of the dark ocean waves against the jagged wooden pilings below.He gripped the passenger-side grab handle of the old pickup truck so hard his knuckles turned chalk-white, his eyes darting from the narrow, winding coastal road to Elena’s intense, unblinking profile behind the steering wheel. She didn’t ease up on the gas pedal at all; if anything, the engine gave an angry, high-pitched whine as she downshifted smoothly into a sharp curve overlooking the grey, churning expanse of the horizon."Relax, Carlos, I've been driving coastal roads since before you learned how to properly wipe a hard drive without leaving a digital fingerprint," Elena retorted, her voice sharp and steady, though a faint, teasing smirk played at the corner of her lips. She kept her hands lock

"If you don't slow down by at least ten miles an hour, Elena, you're going to put us right through the guardrail and straight into the Pacific Ocean," Carlos called out, his voice fighting against the steady, rhythmic crash of the dark ocean waves against the jagged wooden pilings below.He gripped the passenger-side grab handle of the old pickup truck so hard his knuckles turned chalk-white, his eyes darting from the narrow, winding coastal road to Elena’s intense, unblinking profile behind the steering wheel. She didn’t ease up on the gas pedal at all; if anything, the engine gave an angry, high-pitched whine as she downshifted smoothly into a sharp curve overlooking the grey, churning expanse of the horizon."Relax, Carlos, I've been driving coastal roads since before you learned how to properly wipe a hard drive without leaving a digital fingerprint," Elena retorted, her voice sharp and steady, though a faint, teasing smirk played at the corner of her lips. She kept her hands lock