The Night I Died While He Drove Her Home

Synopsis

When I died, Edward Thompson was taking Olivia Grant home. She sat in the passenger seat, her face pale, fingers gripping the seatbelt tightly. Just six hundred feet from home, I was sprawled in an alley. I'd been stabbed twice in the stomach. Blood slowly spread across the cold, wet ground, seeping toward a broken cake box. Edward's name was written on the box. Tonight was the night he won the Young Lawyer of the Year award. I'd planned to give him the cake myself. But now, I probably wouldn't get the chance.