He patted Robin on the shoulder. "I'm sorry. I should have listened to you!"
Suddenly, the car swerved, and Wood was flung to one side, crashing hard against the door. With a thud, his shoulder was cut again by the shattered glass. He looked at Robin in confusion, but before he could speak, the speeding car came to an abrupt halt.
With a screech of brakes, the tires smoked, leaving four long black skid marks on the ground, stretching more than twenty meters before the car finally stopped.
Robin struggled to keep his eyes open, pushing the door open and tumbling out, collapsing to the ground. Wood's mind went blank as he followed him out of the car. He looked down at Robin, who lay on his back, his chest barely rising and falling. Wood's eyes immediately filled with tears. He screamed aimlessly, roaring as he knelt down, cradling Robin in his arms, shaking him desperately.
