As the guardrail came closer, Lainey Hall knew it would most likely be the last minutes of her life. The vehicle intent on pushing her off the bridge was relentless. The night was dark, the hour late, and the embankment steep. Suddenly, the reasons for her investigation didn't seem as important as they had when she'd begun this journey. She was right in what she had done, she knew that as well as she knew her own name. But in this moment...the cost...