Chapter 62: Divine Drift
Death Bend.
The name alone was chilling. According to incomplete statistics, no fewer than twenty traffic accidents occurred there every year.
Although John Lopez was riding a bicycle, the speed he'd picked up was far too fast. By the time he reached the notorious Death Bend, it was nearly impossible to react in time.
To make matters worse, it had been raining for days prior. The mountain road was muddy and dangerously slick. Under such conditions, a single misstep could easily send him tumbling off the cliffside.
Zara Remar's voice rose in panic.
"Hurry, catch up to Mr. Lopez! We have to warn him—there's a deadly bend just ahead!"
Despite her usual unruly demeanor, Zara had a kind heart. She couldn't bear the thought of watching someone plunge to their death without trying to help.
Kley Sinclaire shook his head grimly.
"I'm afraid it's too late. If we try to catch up now, we might scare him—and that could make things worse."
"Then what do we do?!"
Zara was beside herself with worry. Whether John Lopez could hear her or not, she still leaned out the window and shouted at the top of her lungs,