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    Dr. Light couldn’t possibly be thinking he’d make it onto the ship?
    Still he raced toward the ferry’s gate. “Hold on.” He clapped one hand to his chest as if in shock.
    She clutched her seat as he replaced his hand on the steering wheel, gripping the wheel tightly, and aimed for a bunch of boards set in an incline.
    Boards she hadn’t seen before.
    She remembered the car’s tires leaving pavement. She remembered the sound of the engine fading, no longer echoing from the road. She remembered seeing Pan’s aghast face at the rail of the ferry.
    She remembered squealing, thinking there was no way they’d make it.

Chapter Five
    Emma clutched her shoulder harness with both hands and braced for the shock of hitting water.
    The ferry’s deck sprang into view. A jarring smack came a moment later, the car landing. Dr. Light immediately stomped the brakes so hard he must’ve about put his foot through the floor.
    The car came to a squealing stop mere inches from a parked tour bus.
    Huffing, Emma glanced behind her. The monster truck pulled up to the edge of the quay, Bruiser leaning out the window.
    Even from here she could see the thunderstorm on the he-wolf’s face. But the ferry engines revved higher and they were away.
    She turned front and shuddered.
    Dr. Light leaped from the car and whipped to her side. “Let’s get out of here. In case anyone comes investigating.” He courteously opened her door and held out a hand.
    Right. Before anyone else came to see the impossible flying car. She put her hand in his and had an instant’s shock of heat and size. He flashed her a smile as he pulled her from her seat, not letting go but keeping the connection to lead her across the deck to a set of service stairs and up.
    Her feelings were jumbled. The adrenaline pumping through her skewed her perceptions. But she was painfully aware of Dr. Light’s big hand as he drew her to mingle with the other passengers. She couldn’t believe the sheer press of people.
    In the general lounge he finally dropped her hand, quickly, almost guiltily. She caught sight of Pan, working his way toward them, expression grim.
    Coming to scold me? The assistant manager’s ass-kickings were legendary. The adrenaline in her system caught fire with a whoosh, her heart shoop-shooping in her ears.
    But the lithe, black-haired man only seared Dr. Light with a glare then handed him a key, muttering something about a carry-on being stowed, before taking off.
    “Are you okay?” Dr. Light touched her shoulder.
    Aside from her heart racing like an Olympic sprinter? Aside from the sweating, stinking, loud mob of people sending her already-overdriven sensory system into hyperdrive?
    Aside from wondering how the hell Dr. Light had figured out she was in trouble, how he’d managed to find her, and other ideas about his miraculous rescue rampaging through her brain like a demented moose? Yeah, only one response to that.
    “I’m fine.”
    Kids ran past. The noise level was giving Emma’s tense nerves an extra twang. Not much more and she’d have a full-blown headache.
    “Emma?” Dr. Light touched her again, and when she raised her gaze, his was dark with concern. “I don’t think you’re so fine.”
    She gave him a tight shake of the head. “I’m simply trying to deal with everything that’s happened. Bruiser—Bruce, he’s always been a bit of a dickwad, but he never behaved like that before.”
    “I’m sorry. Good thing we got you away from him.” His expression warmed to pure sympathy. “It’s four hours until we land. You’ll want to make arrangements. Do you have your phone?”
    Nearby, a young mother tried to nurse while corralling two overexcited kids maybe two and three years old.
    “My phone? No, Bruce…he broke it.” Emma pinched her nose. Even the thought of calling someone in this din, trying to negotiate with them to brave Bruiser’s wrath to snare her houseplants and bills…well, any nerves still intact were set