Her thoughts darkened and returned to Cody and Jake.
Cody, sprawled in the middle of the street after being hit by a car, blood trickling from his skull into a nearby storm drain.
She froze at the sight straight out of her vision—the little boy, Cody, spread-eagled in the street near the storm drain.
She didn't like seeing someone else suffer the way she did every time she thought of Cody or Jake or others dying.
She saw Cody's broken body again in her mind and pushed it away.